Chapter 39 fourth quarter
Qiyun is submerged in the water, and her eardrums are filled with subtle flowing sounds. As for what is flowing, it doesn't matter to her, what matters is that her mind can float temporarily.This rare "quietness" made her miss those days in Paramount for no reason. Because she couldn't learn foxtrot very well, and she stuttered in Shanghainese, she was often punished by Sister Yan to sit on the bench , Even eating "Yangchun noodles" for half a month.So she knew more about the feeling of being hungry than other Miss Pengcha, but even so, she stayed there for a full year.
It's not that Qiyun can't think through the whole story, but she doesn't dare to think through it thoroughly. If she wants to dig deep, she can only dig out three words - Xing Zhigang.
For some reason, she just cared about him for no reason.He is not the appearance of a heartthrob, too cold, too proud, and too stupid.Some men look like wolves on the surface, but their bones are actually soft. They lack assertiveness and can only find someone to rely on behind their backs.Qiyun had always imagined that she would be the one to rely on, until she found out that Qin Yazhe had no interest in her at all, but set his sights on Xiao Hu Die, and she was completely desperate.In fact, she had already made two months of preparations before meeting Qin Yazhe, what kind of clothes he likes women wear, what kind of makeup they put on, and what kind of eyebrow shape can make him look pleasing to the eye No matter what kind of wine is poured into his mouth, he will get drunk. Does he like women who can drink well or just pour it in one glass.He calculated everything in place, and thought he could hit her with a single blow, but he was not interested in her infallibility, but his eyes were on the little butterfly who took off a high-heeled shoe and rested secretly by the dance floor.After that, she finally understood a truth, that is, there is no specific reason for what kind of woman a man likes.
Qiyun walked out of Paramount, Chen Guang looked quite embarrassed, and she didn't even have a sister to see her off. In the envelope that Xing Zhigang asked Sister Yan to give her, there were only a few banknotes, representing her weight in his heart.So later she gritted her teeth and vowed to stand out. She climbed to her current position in the movie circle, but also took a gamble, imagining what kind of complicated emotions Xing Zhigang would have when he saw her outstanding and radiant on the big screen.
Women mostly rely on these self-comforts in order to live comfortably.
The water in the bathtub began to cool down. She poked her head out of the water to take a breath, then turned on the faucet and put some hot water. Her body warmed up again. Every joint felt loose and soft, and her fatigue disappeared.But the tight string in the depths is still screaming, reminding her that some haze is still with her, and she must find a transparent "rag" to wipe them off, just like Xing Zhigang can wipe his close lover from the world in order to survive .
She thought of Shangguan Jue'er, she was a poor woman, but she was quite resourceful during her lifetime.Whenever Qiyun thinks of what they have experienced, she wishes to cut off these stains directly from her body.
Tang Hui...
She intuited that he had a face similar to Xing Zhigang's profile, but it was more masculine and brighter than the latter, as if gold dust had been sprinkled on the profile, but she was still obsessed with Xing Zhigang's weakness and childishness.Someone once told her: "The stronger a man looks, the more stupid he is in doing things. You should cherish such men, because they are highly dependent."
Unfortunately, Xing Zhigang never relied on her.Until a week ago, her aunt went to the backyard at night to cut poppy leaves and chew them to cure her stomachache, but she saw him shrinking under the wall with a look of panic on his face.
"Only you can save me."
She could see the unsophisticated complacency hidden in his begging eyes, so she was secretly a little annoyed: it turned out that he had always known what was on her mind!So the redemption also has some vengeful mentality.
Standing up from the bathtub, his body suddenly felt cold, so he hurriedly took a large fluffy brown towel and draped it over his chest.The doorknob seemed to vibrate twice, she quickly pulled up the shower curtain, put one hand under the nightgown, and maintained a relaxed standing posture, as if she was not fortified, but everything was ready.
"Are you nervous?" Xing Zhigang closed the door, looking up with childish wrinkles.
She had no choice but to pick up the nightgown, together with the pistol wrapped in it, and turned her back to put on the nightgown as if nothing had happened. At the same time, she put the gun in her pocket, so one side fell a little asymmetrically.
"When can I leave Shanghai?"
His question was very inappropriate, which made her feel more and more worthless, but she still held back her anger and replied fiercely: "There are two ways, one is to go to Fujian or Guangzhou by water, and the other is to go to Beijing by train. Choose by yourself. But people from the Hong Gang are looking for you everywhere, so I’m afraid you’ll have to wait until the rumors pass before you leave.”
"If the one surnamed Qin doesn't find what he wants, rumors will never pass." He sounded a little anxious, but there was a hint of sexiness in his desperation.
She could only smile wryly: "Then what can you do? If you step out of this door, you may be close to death."
He stared at her, was silent for a long time, and then uttered a few words that surprised her: "But if I don't leave this door, I will die sooner or later."
This sentence seemed to hit her vital point, and she involuntarily reached into her pocket and grabbed the gun.
He walked up to her.Because she was too close, she could clearly see the weed-like mustache on his chin, and the smell of shochu also pricked her nostrils lightly, mixing with the rich fragrance of sandalwood soap left on her body.
She suddenly kissed his lips, as if demanding, but also as if resisting.He took off her nightgown and took hold of one of her nipples.
She heard the sound of her gun falling on the mosaic floor...
Amy washed the last shirt in Stephen's closet and couldn't move anymore. Her stomach was sore and it felt like a caterpillar was squirming secretly in her stomach.When Stephen appeared in front of her again, he looked very relaxed, as if he had never made a mistake.She was a little dazed, but still hung the shirts one by one on the balcony with a dull expression. "I heard that you went to find me elsewhere?" Stephen still kept his elegant conversation when he was angry, which was his scariest part. The roots of her fingers are swollen like carrots, and her mother has long since asked her to stop this job. In fact, she has stopped, but she still pretends to go to work every day, just to come to his residence to do some dispensable things Chores. "I don't know where you went, so I searched everywhere." "How did you find it there?" His voice was tender, but she was a little shivering, so she pretended not to hear. "Did you see the address on that matchbox?" She just nodded. "Have you seen her?" His tone became more and more gentle, not like a question at all. "I see, but... I must have been thinking too much." She forced a smile, picked up the laundry tub, and just turned around and pressed against his body temperature, slightly warm chest, with a touch of aftershave. The fragrance of water. He kissed her lightly on the cheek and let go.She couldn't help but feel a little frustrated because this was the closest they'd been together in a while, and it had been a long time since she had followed him to the club and seen Jenny that he had crossed the line with her. "Oh?" He raised the tip of his eyebrows lightly, and said with a smile, "How did he realize that he was superstitious so quickly? Women in love are blind." "No matter how blind they are, they still have to notice some things." Ai Mei answered him in English. "Then—" He turned her shoulders so that he could hug her from behind and whisper in her ear, "You have to help me pay attention to something." "for example?" "Like that old Frenchman." She suddenly thought of Ariel's fat, round and funny face, and her tense body relaxed a little: "That old man is not that difficult to deal with. If he finds a way to find me, then he will be blocked by soldiers and covered by water." Stephen laughed, making people feel as if they were in a spring breeze. He would laugh at Ai Mei's innocence, but he liked her innocence.When a woman becomes ignorant, she often becomes brave. He really needs a woman who is brave but not too smart to contribute everything to him. When Elie found Ai Mei, she was sitting in the pomegranate restaurant in a daze. He tried his best to make this investigation look like a chance meeting.Interestingly, the girl didn't seem to realize that she was being targeted, and she was still sitting there drinking a cup of black tea. She ordered a blueberry pie, a glass of milk, and a plate of potato chips. She obviously had a good appetite and ate a lot in one go.Despite the baggy corduroy overalls, the swollen belly and swollen breasts stood out. "Girl, I know you may not know me, but—" "I recognize it." Ai Mei's smile was sweet like Huamei, "You used to come here for lunch, and you liked the sirloin and gin here." Eliye stroked his beard in embarrassment, and said, "Yeah, it's a pity that the boss has changed, and the taste has changed, so I—" He showed a painful expression. "Are you still investigating the case of that foreign woman?" "Yes, I heard from Ms. Du that you met Jenny before?" Elie immediately cut to the chase. She bowed her head in silence, expressing her acquiescence. "Then have you seen this woman?" Elie handed a photo to her eyes.The woman in the photo has black eyebrows and phoenix eyes, with a slightly dull expression. Although she is beautiful, she is only beautiful, but the tear mole under the corner of her eye makes her jump with fear.She must have seen her before. Late at night, in one of the blue-gray communal rooms, she was half leaning on the head of the bed, with a lonely and graceful face on the collar of the plain white embroidered pajamas, far more beautiful than in the photos. The one who will be alive and beautiful. "I have seen it." She nodded and admitted, because if her intuition categorically denies it, the other party will definitely see it through, so she might as well behave herself. "Where have you seen it?" He really took the bait, showing excited eyes. "I've seen her here. She had a meal once, and I served her." "You remember it so clearly after eating once?" "I saw it in the pictorial, Miss Shanghai is the second place. Seeing the real person, I felt a bit like it, but I didn't dare to take it seriously, so I made a bet with the other hostesses, and I will recognize it." She said in a tone of voice. It was innocent. "When did you come here? Is she alone?" Elie was obviously happy as if he had found hope. Ai Mei continued to act, she tilted her head and pouted her mouth for a while, then murmured: "About two months ago, it seems that I came with a man. I didn't see the man's appearance clearly. He was wearing a dark blue foreign suit. Glasses, it looks quite supportive, thinking about it, it must be a rich man." Eliye then put the banknotes on the table, snapped his fingers to the waiter, got up and said with a smile, "Miss Ai, it's a pleasure chatting with you, I'm leaving." "Leaving so soon? You haven't even tasted this pie, the only good food here today." "Should I trust your pretty girl's suggestion?" Elie pouted and smiled, "You lie too much, but you still need to practice. You know, you can't remember a person's appearance at the same time. , I will never think of what color clothes the other party is wearing or whether he wears glasses, let alone very ordinary clothes." After finishing speaking, Elie walked out of the restaurant with his fat buttocks, leaving only Ai Mei dumbfounded.
Amy washed the last shirt in Stephen's closet and couldn't move anymore. Her stomach was sore and it felt like a caterpillar was squirming secretly in her stomach.When Stephen appeared in front of her again, he looked very relaxed, as if he had never made a mistake.She was a little dazed, but still hung the shirts one by one on the balcony with a dull expression. "I heard that you went to find me elsewhere?" Stephen still kept his elegant conversation when he was angry, which was his scariest part. The roots of her fingers are swollen like carrots, and her mother has long since asked her to stop this job. In fact, she has stopped, but she still pretends to go to work every day, just to come to his residence to do some dispensable things Chores. "I don't know where you went, so I searched everywhere." "How did you find it there?" His voice was tender, but she was a little shivering, so she pretended not to hear. "Did you see the address on that matchbox?" She just nodded. "Have you seen her?" His tone became more and more gentle, not like a question at all. "I see, but... I must have been thinking too much." She forced a smile, picked up the laundry tub, and just turned around and pressed against his body temperature, slightly warm chest, with a touch of aftershave. The fragrance of water. He kissed her lightly on the cheek and let go.She couldn't help but feel a little frustrated because this was the closest they'd been together in a while, and it had been a long time since she had followed him to the club and seen Jenny that he had crossed the line with her. "Oh?" He raised the tip of his eyebrows lightly, and said with a smile, "How did he realize that he was superstitious so quickly? Women in love are blind." "No matter how blind they are, they still have to notice some things." Ai Mei answered him in English. "Then—" He turned her shoulders so that he could hug her from behind and whisper in her ear, "You have to help me pay attention to something." "for example?" "Like that old Frenchman." She suddenly thought of Ariel's fat, round and funny face, and her tense body relaxed a little: "That old man is not that difficult to deal with. If he finds a way to find me, then he will be blocked by soldiers and covered by water." Stephen laughed, making people feel as if they were in a spring breeze. He would laugh at Ai Mei's innocence, but he liked her innocence.When a woman becomes ignorant, she often becomes brave. He really needs a woman who is brave but not too smart to contribute everything to him. When Elie found Ai Mei, she was sitting in the pomegranate restaurant in a daze. He tried his best to make this investigation look like a chance meeting.Interestingly, the girl didn't seem to realize that she was being targeted, and she was still sitting there drinking a cup of black tea. She ordered a blueberry pie, a glass of milk, and a plate of potato chips. She obviously had a good appetite and ate a lot in one go.Despite the baggy corduroy overalls, the swollen belly and swollen breasts stood out. "Girl, I know you may not know me, but—" "I recognize it." Ai Mei's smile was sweet like Huamei, "You used to come here for lunch, and you liked the sirloin and gin here." Eliye stroked his beard in embarrassment, and said, "Yeah, it's a pity that the boss has changed, and the taste has changed, so I—" He showed a painful expression. "Are you still investigating the case of that foreign woman?" "Yes, I heard from Ms. Du that you met Jenny before?" Elie immediately cut to the chase. She bowed her head in silence, expressing her acquiescence. "Then have you seen this woman?" Elie handed a photo to her eyes.The woman in the photo has black eyebrows and phoenix eyes, with a slightly dull expression. Although she is beautiful, she is only beautiful, but the tear mole under the corner of her eye makes her jump with fear.She must have seen her before. Late at night, in one of the blue-gray communal rooms, she was half leaning on the head of the bed, with a lonely and graceful face on the collar of the plain white embroidered pajamas, far more beautiful than in the photos. The one who will be alive and beautiful. "I have seen it." She nodded and admitted, because if her intuition categorically denies it, the other party will definitely see it through, so she might as well behave herself. "Where have you seen it?" He really took the bait, showing excited eyes. "I've seen her here. She had a meal once, and I served her." "You remember it so clearly after eating once?" "I saw it in the pictorial, Miss Shanghai is the second place. Seeing the real person, I felt a bit like it, but I didn't dare to take it seriously, so I made a bet with the other hostesses, and I will recognize it." She said in a tone of voice. It was innocent. "When did you come here? Is she alone?" Elie was obviously happy as if he had found hope. Ai Mei continued to act, she tilted her head and pouted her mouth for a while, then murmured: "About two months ago, it seems that I came with a man. I didn't see the man's appearance clearly. He was wearing a dark blue foreign suit. Glasses, it looks quite supportive, thinking about it, it must be a rich man." Eliye then put the banknotes on the table, snapped his fingers to the waiter, got up and said with a smile, "Miss Ai, it's a pleasure chatting with you, I'm leaving." "Leaving so soon? You haven't even tasted this pie, the only good food here today." "Should I trust your pretty girl's suggestion?" Elie pouted and smiled, "You lie too much, but you still need to practice. You know, you can't remember a person's appearance at the same time. , I will never think of what color clothes the other party is wearing or whether he wears glasses, let alone very ordinary clothes." After finishing speaking, Elie walked out of the restaurant with his fat buttocks, leaving only Ai Mei dumbfounded.