Chapter 65 Chapter64 Indispensable in life

Z is the largest. "Nothing stands in the way." The second sister in the dormitory, Du Qing, was yawning, sitting on the balcony, her curly hair slightly tilted in the setting sun, a lot of lazy warmth. "What?" Ah Heng closed the window, carefully closed the diary, and put it on the chair, where the sun was shining directly. "You and Gu Fei are white." Du Qing smiled, dimpled indifferently: "A city B, a city H, 1,664 kilometers, and they can still get together. It's a match made in heaven, nothing can hinder it." A Heng blushed: "This matter, mainly, has to do with my dad. He took me to City H during the summer vacation of his third year of high school, and it was entertained by Fei Bai's parents and uncle. Then, they did the horoscope, and the fortune teller said that Fei Bai and I It's a predestined marriage. Then, the two families brought up their marriage, er, Fei Bai didn't have any objections, and this matter... it's done."

Du Qing buried her hair in her knees, and said: "What opinion can he have? He has thought about it for a long time and put in so much effort...he can't marry a good girl like our Xiaoliu, right?" Aheng looked at her and asked softly: "What's wrong with you, have you had a fight with your boyfriend? You're so lost." Du Qing was born beautiful, and was pursued by many boys, but he had an aloof personality, and basically got tired of dating boys within half a semester.Ask her whether her heart beats when holding hands, whether she is moved by hugging, whether there is a deer bumping when kissing, no, no, the answer is always no.So everyone in the dormitory finished talking and felt frigid.

Du Qing asked back: "Is a boyfriend so important?" Aheng Khan: "Sometimes it's really not that important. Although he may be beautiful and delicious, you don't care if you bite him twice." Du Qing laughed so hard: "Vulgar, really vulgar, I wonder if you have something to say when you are with someone like Gu Feibai?" Ah Heng hugged the diary and pressed it gently on his cheek, he laughed: "Is that important? We are together, and it is enough that we can never be separated." Du Qing asked: "How far is your eternity?" A Heng said: "There will always be a day when he tells me, 'Wen Heng, I really can't stand you anymore'."

Du Qing said: "You are so righteous because he likes you very much. But sometimes, liking doesn't mean you won't betray, betrayal doesn't mean you can tolerate it, and just because you can tolerate it doesn't mean he can continue to tolerate your tolerance." Ah Heng raised his head slightly, under the setting sun, Du Qing's face was half cold and half warm, ambiguous. Suddenly, the signal light of Du Qing's cell phone lit up, there was no ringtone, only vibration. Du Qing likes to set different ringtones for each friend. Except for unfamiliar numbers, vibrations are rare.

Ah Heng does not have a mobile phone, so he often uses the phone in the dormitory.The ringtone of the dormitory number set by Du Qing is "Fool". She said: "Our little six is ​​stupid and stupid, and he is my little fool." She picked up the mobile phone from her lap, a pink Nokia, and a black one for couples. I don't know which boyfriend gave it to her. She must have been taken to it before continuing to use it. "Hello." Du Qing's face was completely shrunk into the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly. "Why do you ask me where I am? I followed her, yes, I followed her, what's the matter? My friends said, Du Qing, why did you lose to such a person? I'm so fucking ashamed.

"You know I'm good, I'm not good, if I was good, I wouldn't be laughed at by people pointing my nose at the high school reunion. "Are you afraid that she will hear it? Don't worry, she won't hear it. What's the matter if you hear it? Do you remember what you told me back then? 'Such a beautiful woman, like water'. Seeing her current virtues, I don't know if you can still think of these eight characters. "Oh, did I laugh at you? I'm telling you seriously, as long as such a person is by your side, don't talk about me, there are many people who will make fun of you.

"You can't bear such a beautiful wife!" Du Qing's words changed from the usual sarcasm, and became fierce and biting. Ah Heng listened quietly, feeling bored, opened the window lightly, and shook off the first four-leaf clover on the title page of the diary with her messy long hair—she found it after a long search in the alfalfa bushes. That day, at the end of October, the wind was blowing. Yan Xi said at the press conference: "Chen Wan is really gentle, has a strong learning ability, is very funny in speaking, and cooks deliciously. Really, I have never eaten such delicious ribs. You want A lot of support."

Xin Dayi sat under the stage and said in a low voice, "Why do these words sound so familiar to me?" Rousi: "You are not alone." The reporters laughed: "DJ Yan and Chen Wan really have a very good relationship, it's rare to see you boasting like this." Yan Xi spread her hands: "I'm not always in front of you, am I?" Chen Wan smiled, lowered her head, the skin texture slightly exposed under the suit was fine and well-proportioned, extending under the white shirt, with a gentle and harmless appearance. However, looking at Yanxi, his eyes gradually brightened.

Lu's clothing design has always been simple and elegant, with attention to detail. The light and shade of the stitches, the contrast of light and shadow, and the shaping of space all have characteristics that are extremely difficult to interpret, so the choice of models has always been very difficult. Lu Liu said that Chen Wan was the main character, so the makeup artist had a headache. How could Yan Xi, who is so outstanding in appearance, be overwhelmed by Chen Wan, who can only be called delicate in facial features? Yan Xi said: "It's okay, you guys put my face in a dark place, and try mixing chocolate and brown foundation sanqi. As for Chen Wan, you can do whatever you want."

The first part of Yan Xi's walk, white windbreaker, black gloves, black boots, half-length dyed chestnut hair, slightly curled, covering the eyes, leaving only the brown outline of the nose and lips.David-like sculpture, alienated and sexy, the pace of walking, leather boots stepping on the cool marble, seems to hear the sound of autumn stepping on fallen leaves. The other models in the same group also have the same style. White, gray, black, and coffee are the main colors. They are healthy and masculine, with well-defined muscles and bones, but with a cold and abstinent taste. The woman in the audience was reserved and silent, but her face was blushing and her heart was beating.

The so-called male sex is to tease your nerves so tight that you can walk a tightrope, but make you feel that he is still in the sky. Sometimes, it seems to have the same effect as a woman's chastity. The second part is Chen Wan's home court. On the contrary, black double-breasted coat, silver hanging chain, white gloves, white boots, a delicate face so clean that no pores can be seen, so thin that pink can be seen Lips, smooth forehead under black hair, pure and mysterious, priest-like posture, appeared from the live electronic screen. The other fellow performers who followed, with pure white makeup, white hair and white lips, were as insoluble as ice and snow, but strangely melted the tenderness and enthusiasm in their bones. The reporters in the audience nodded frequently: "This newcomer is indeed refreshing, but compared to DJ Yan, will he be a little tenderer? Wearing wings and pretending to be an angel is an old trick." In the third part, the rhythm was accelerated, the pace was tight, and there was no gap. Yan Xi and Chen Wan led two different columns, with the corners of their clothes flying and their eyes interlaced and reversed. Yan Xi and Chen Wan can only be recognized by their clothes. Lu Liu folded his arms, stood in the distance, and smiled lightly. The gentlemanly man in a suit and glasses said softly, "Young Master Lu, today's press conference seems to be a success." Lu Liu said indifferently: "Secretary Chen, you are too presumptuous to appear. You know, in front of Yanxi, I will not protect you again." The man took a deep look at the stage, bowed slightly, and left. Suddenly, the dizzying models stopped, and the hourglass of time shattered, hiding all the seductive atmosphere, leaving only quiet and cold, like a dummy. Yan Xi and Chen Wan staggered, facing opposite directions, standing on both sides. Yan Xi said flatly: "Turn around." Chen Wan was slightly stunned, and turned around lightly. The man came like a flower blooming on the sea, stepping on his boots. The audience in the audience held their breath until Yan Xi's white windbreaker touched Chen Wan. So close, almost nose-to-nose. He had never looked at Yanxi up close, even though his face was so thick and greasy that it covered all the makeup. But those eyes couldn't be closer, with deep tiredness and exhaustion, lost the delicate and gentle things, leaving only rough sharpness and almost primitive purity that cannot be concealed. No matter how beautiful he is, these eyes can only be possessed by men. Yan Xi opened his right hand, tore off the black glove, and his white fingers slid across his face. Then, with his makeup ruined, he knelt down on one knee, wrapped Chen Wan's neck with both hands, and pressed down, Then, the slightly cool fingers of her right hand gently covered those clean faces. He stood up, turned around, pulled up his white hoodie, braced his back, and walked quietly. The sound of boots fades away. off the stage. The music sounded, and the mechanized men resumed their movements, as if nothing had happened. You and I in the crowd were strangers and indifferent to Yixiang. Chen Wan walked to the center of the runway, raised her face, and she no longer looked like an angel. The flowing "L", a brown character, is clean and sharp, like a scar, dried up at the corner of the lip. Lu's "L". The trembling that has ravaged the purity is strangely coquettish and beautiful. The gentleness and cowardice of this man disappeared completely, leaving only the edges and corners and charm. The theme of Lu's autumn conference. So, thunderous applause. after the end. However, Lu Liu threw away the film, and lightly ordered: "Let the radio station postpone the broadcast, cut the last part and reshoot." The assistant was obedient and notified Yanxi. Yan Xi smiled: "OK, you are the boss, you pay and transfer the money to my account, you can shoot whatever you want." Lu Liu frowned: "Yanxi, don't use your genius in business, it's not suitable for you." Yan Xi said, "What do you think is suitable for me?" Lu Liu raised his head and leaned against the back of the chair. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky was very blue. "Freedom, love, faith, life, awe, madness, innocence. Everything is good, really." Yan Xi said: "These things are listed in the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam. You can visit them anytime with one ticket." Lu Liu looked at the sky and smiled: "What I gave you for seven years was taken away by others in three years. Yanxi, you are so stupid." Yan Xi said: "Lu Liu, you were really cute when you were young. When I saw you, I couldn't help but want to laugh." The boy in the silver-blue suit sat up straight slowly, and said slowly, "Three months, only three months. Yanxi, I will give you a chance to see yourself clearly."