Chapter 15 Chapter Fourteen

In the sunshine of early summer, everything has a kind of joyful and carefree.The slight heat steamed up, and the people and scenery became vivid and fresh.Zhang Ailing was dressed in a pink cheongsam, exuding the fragrance of peach blossoms in spring.Facing the mirror, she hooked a pair of emerald green jade earrings. The collar and earrings were exactly the contrast of verdant green and pink.She carefully put her feet into stockings and put them into embroidered shoes. This meant that Hu Lancheng was coming back. Hu Lancheng entered the living room and stood against the wall. The bedroom door was opened a crack, and Zhang Ailing poked her head out, but no one was seen.He turned around from the side, and she smiled, joy overflowing from her eyes, and Hu Lancheng's heart beat a little faster in her pink body.He stared at her intently, and she was also very righteous, tilting her head and asking him to look at her. Hu Lancheng glanced at her feet, saw the pair of embroidered shoes, and knew that Zhang Ailing deliberately wore them for him.

They rarely go out for a stroll, the phoenix trees are green and midsummer is coming.Zhang Ailing's pink dress is a spring that she has been reluctant to go for a long time, and Hu Lancheng always has her eyes on her.Even her bargaining with the vegetable vendor has become a scene in his eyes.That water peach red in the messy market is like a lotus blooming in the mud.But this lotus is actually lingering in this mud pond like this. Every time they saw each other after a long absence, it was like a good time once in a thousand years. The two stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the mountain gate of Jing'an Temple, with countless sweet sparks dancing around them.Zhang Ailing was originally a person who cherished her clothes and shoes very much, but at this moment she only felt that those thousands of vows were all her piety.The big censer in the temple is filled with curling smoke. Zhang Ailing looks at Hu Lancheng standing on the other side through the smoke.He suddenly came over in a blink of an eye, and that gentle look made Eileen Chang's heart happy and sad.For a moment, the two seemed to be still in the elevator of the apartment, holding the iron bars around them, happily imprisoned together.Love can only be accommodated in this world close by.We are willing to follow each other, even if we fall into hell together.

Zhang Ailing leaned on Hu Lancheng, raised her head and felt the fall, falling in love.Hu Lancheng had a pious expression on his face, looking at the smoke of countless residual incense in the thousand-year-old incense burner. Zhang Ailing lowered her eyes and asked, "What wish do you wish?" Hu Lancheng lowered his head and went to her: "I thought we were here to fulfill our wish! We made an appointment to meet here, and here I am!" "We didn't have an appointment, it was just a coincidence!" Zhang Ailing didn't get caught up in the world of love, and she fell in love so much that she only had a coincidence for the two of them.

All the living beings around the incense burner walked around them blindly and without intersection. Only the two of them locked each other with fixed eyes across the incense burner.Zhang Ailing's eyes were cold and bright, looking at him, how happy she was, she could only show up for a moment. When Yanying first saw Hu Lancheng, he stared at his face carefully, which made him almost embarrassed to ask: "I only know that the husband will stare at the lady, but I really haven't been stared at by the lady like this! I also hide my skin." I can't hold back my bones!"

Yan Ying continued her research as if she didn't hear it, and said to herself: "But you have a harmonious light—the kind of light that shines at the entrance of the alley on a rainy night. Zhang Ai, you didn't tell me about him. The eyebrows are beautiful! They really look like a crooked moon!" Hu Lancheng felt that Yanying couldn't stand it, and looked at Zhang Ailing for help. Zhang Ailing couldn't help laughing, and didn't help her. She just walked to the kitchen and watched Yanying playing tricks in front of Hu Lancheng. Yan Ying seriously thought and said: "I originally imagined that you were the one who lived in the moon with the beautiful woman... the one who cut down trees... the tall and strong one..."

Zhang Ailing suppressed a smile and said, "She's talking about Wu Gang who cut laurel!" Yanying got excited when she heard it, and she wanted to make it clear.Hu Lancheng felt that Yanying was really like a fire, roasting him to the point of melting, Zhang Ailing came over with a watermelon to make a rescue, but Yanying's thoughts were still on him, she turned around and asked Zhang Ailing: "Didn't you tell me that there is something wrong with him when he laughs?" What a vortex!" No matter how thick Hu Lancheng's face was, it would turn red, and Yan Ying laughed and said that his face turned into a braised pig's head.

They soon became a threesome in the streets of Shanghai.Sometimes Yanying walks ahead quickly, waving her hands alone, and sometimes Hu Lancheng lags behind, watching the two girls chatting and laughing like sparrows.It was a time of simplicity and innocence.The three of them were wandering around in the alley, even happier if they got lost, looking around.Zhang Ailing walked all the way, watching, with infinite love in her heart.The bicycle carried a long ladder through the narrow alley. Hu Lancheng stepped aside and stuck to the wall. Someone just poured a cup of overnight tea out of the window next to the wall. Hu Lancheng couldn't escape being splashed on his shoulder.Zhang Ailing smiled, Hu Lancheng took out her handkerchief, and Yanying cursed in Shanghai dialect.At this moment, her best friend is on the left, her true love is on the right, she is stepping on the Shanghai she is most attached to, and above her head is the warm sunshine of early summer.

If, as Zhang Ailing hoped, love is just two people simply pleasing each other, but they each have another layer of identity.First of all, Ke Ling and Ping Jinya of "Vientiane" magazine began to fidget. Zhang Ailing's serialized novels in "Vientiane" frequently missed the draft. She’s trapping us! I’m afraid she’s chasing someone else’s and leaving ours to dry!” Ke Ling wholeheartedly excused Zhang Ailing: "That's not the case! Writing is very hard, and I can't rush it!" Ping Jinya also said: "Now that the price of goods is soaring, everyone has raised the price to rob her. She also made it clear that favors cannot be used to discuss manuscript fees!"

Ke Ling dubiously went to Zhang's house to pick up the manuscript. Holding the manuscript in his hand, he knew that the number of words in this issue was much shorter. Eileen Chang was also having a difficult time. She was too anxious to catch up with the manuscript, and she had to stay in bed with stomachache.What especially affected her mood was that Fu Lei, a well-known literary critic in Shanghai, criticized Yu as "a first-rate pen, playing with a third-rate story", "a harmless offensive and defensive battle, covering up hypocrisy. Anemia in the bones, full of If you are dead, of course you can't have a good result."Regardless of whether Zhang Ailing minded it or not, the words of this review were pierced into her heart word by word.Although she didn't mean to surrender, it can't be said that she didn't understand. She used to passively face those who didn't understand her with a loose attitude, but she was inevitably in a bad mood.

Hu Lancheng had a strong reaction after reading this review article. While rolling up his sleeves, he said that he was already a bit ready to go: "I heard people say you, and I can't make a mistake! I'm afraid they won't be able to read you. It’s good, but I’m afraid that people will read it, and I think that’s the only good thing. I don’t want those who are jealous of your writing to attribute all the benefits to it! Said that this person is just born beautiful, in a word It's over! This is annoying!" Zhang Ailing watched Hu Lancheng's violent outburst with interest, and she just wanted to be sweet in her heart, and in front of her was one of the few people in her life who was willing to defend her.