Chapter 6 Section 05

On the way to the Xiangyuan Building, Wang Qiming made several plans in his mind to reprimand Ah Chun face to face, or blame her for being unkind, or leave after closing the account and slamming the door, or... no matter what the plan is, it is difficult to think of it. Very good, both are dramatic, and can also vent this bad breath. These thoughts in his heart speeded up his pace invisibly, because he was eager to see Ah Chun being blamed by his conscience under his condemnation.He quickened his pace and went straight to the Xiangyuan Building. At this time, it is the time when thousands of houses are lit up, and most of the shops on the street are closed.

Wang Qiming saw the Xiangyuan Building from a distance, the door was still open, and the lights were on inside. He stopped again, and stood on the street outside the door for a while, thinking about how to treat the proprietress. He walked to the door and was about to open it when he saw a terrible sight. Through the glass window, he saw Ah Chun standing by the cash register, trembling all over, taking money out of the cash register; beside her, stood a tall black man with a black gun pointed at her head . Wang Qiming immediately understood what happened here.He turned sideways alertly, hiding himself first.This scene has only been seen in TV dramas before, but he did not expect to encounter it today, which made him a little excited and a little scared.

Maybe it's time to rush in; however, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Ah Chun's head, and he was unarmed, so if he went in, wouldn't he be meeting a bullet? Perhaps he should leave; however, Ah Chun's face deformed by fear made him unable to move, unable to leave. He looked in from the window, and the big black man was still urging Ah Chun to fill him with money; Ah Chun obeyed everything.Of course, she had no choice. The money is packed.The black man twisted Ah Chun's arm with his hand that didn't hold a gun... Wang Qiming ran to a public phone booth and wanted to make a call. He just dialed two numbers and saw a sky blue police car driving in the distance. Hastily dropped the phone receiver again, and ran towards the police car.

"Officer! Robber! Robber! Over there!" He yelled at the police officer in his half-baked English, and of course the officer immediately understood what he meant, quickly jumped out of the car, and approached the Xiangyuanlou restaurant. This is the first time for Wang Qiming to see the New York police perform such official duties.They're obviously well-trained and experienced, having battled through battles.With their pistols in their hands, their muzzles pointing towards the sky, they rushed to the door almost silently, kicked open the door like spring thunder, and pointed their guns at the big black man who was robbing.

"Hold on! Police!" The thief froze for a moment. "Put your hands up!" The big black man seemed to obey orders and wanted to raise his hand, but when he got halfway there, he suddenly touched the gun. This is his courting death. Police guns go off.It was two policemen who pulled the trigger at the same time, so the gunfire was very loud, and the big black man fell down. Wang Qiming rushed in front of Ah Chun.Ah Chun screamed, his legs gave way, and he fell into his arms. Police cars arrived one after another, and the flickering lights of the police cars disrupted the night in this waiting alley.

Wang Qiming tried to pull Ah Chun's two arms hooked around his neck, but failed. She hugged him tightly, trembling in his arms. When the police cars drove away one by one, the Xiangyuan building returned to the tranquility of the past night. Wang Qiming packed up the shop for Ah Chun and came to her room. "I'm taking my salary." "Why? It's not even the end of the month yet." "But," Wang Qiming looked at Ah Chun who had regained his composure and was looking down at the account book. For the first time, he understood that women are the most difficult mystery in the world. Just now you were trembling with fear in your arms, but now it is you again. Frosty, "You, you've got a new dishwasher."

"What does that matter, he will leave here tomorrow." "For whom?" "For you." Ah Chun looked away from the account book and looked at Wang Qiming sincerely. Wang Qiming's heart skipped a beat.He felt that he was about to unravel the mystery of this woman. "But, it's you who want to fire me." "I asked you," Ah Chun said carefully, "come earlier. As a result... you won't be able to." Wang Qiming nodded. "It's a good thing you're here." After Ah Chun finished speaking, she regained the dignity and indifference of a female boss, "You can take another day off and come to work the day after tomorrow. Oh, by the way, your hand..."

"Okay, it's all over!" Wang Qiming assured with a little exaggeration. Ah Chun nodded to him, then went to look at her account, as if nothing had happened here. Wang Qiming walked out of the Xiangyuan Building and let out a long breath towards the starry sky in New York. Of course he didn't notice that the proprietress had been watching him from behind. In a blink of an eye, Christmas is coming. It's snowing in New York.What is this snow?Goose Feather Heavy Snow?Not strong enough.You have to say that the heavy snow is spread from the sky layer by layer like cotton wool.

On Christmas Eve, New York is in a festive mood.People's interest did not decrease because of the heavy snow.Many Santa Clauses in red robes appeared on the street, shaking golden bells and distributing gifts to passers-by.In department stores, people are shopping for Christmas presents and packing them into their cars.Heartwarming Christmas songs floated in the sky.Radio City's Christmas special also took to the street, and the beautiful girls kicked their beautiful thighs neatly.Tens of millions and billions of colored lights outline a wonderful New York City.Its brilliance lit up half the sky.

Guo Yan was busy working under the lamp alone, and had no time to take care of the extraordinary bustling scene on the street.Boss Ma said that this batch of goods will be delivered on Christmas Eve, and those who can't make it out will have to eat it themselves. Chinese restaurants in New York have no business during the festival.Shrewd shopkeepers take this opportunity to decorate their stores.Wang Qiming was left by Ah Chun to post a new wallpaper, and he has been working all day. "The traffic is interrupted, you can't go home," Ah Chun said. "Why was the traffic interrupted?"

"For Christmas...don't worry, I'll take you home. But first I'll buy you a drink." "You drink too?" "No, coffee." They drove to a coffee house.The decoration here is elegant and quiet, keeping the excitement of Christmas away from the door.Next to a candle that kept jumping, Ah Chun and Wang Qiming sat facing each other.Ah Chun is telling her own story. Wang Qiming turned the coffee cup with both hands, and asked Ah Chun when she was telling her own story: "How was he then?" "Then he spent all day in nightclubs, hanging out with women." "What does he do for a living? Betting on horses?" Wang Qiming asked, "Why does such a talented person indulge in betting on horses?" "Weak-willed. Poor thing." Ah Chun took out a cigarette, Wang Qiming lit the lighter for her, and he carefully observed her face.She is beautiful, not exaggerated and coquettish, nor is she reserved like a lady, but a charming and mature beauty. "When people have money, they will change." Ah Chun said. "Is that true?" "Yes. Especially you men." "Not necessarily. If I have money, I won't change." "You? This is the law, and you can't escape it." "You see it?" "You don't need to look at it specially, men are all like this." "Chun, why did you open this restaurant?" "My name is not called just by someone." "I'm sorry, boss." Ah Chun gave him a charming smile, and said softly: "You are very obedient. Why do I open this restaurant? Of course I can't let him spend all his money on gambling. After the divorce, I used my private money, Sell ​​the jewelry and open the shop. "I heard that you used to work in a big company in the United States." "Yes. It was an even worse time. I tried my best, but it didn't work." "why?" "Why? Because you're yellow. Yellow people have far fewer opportunities to advance here—no matter how hard you try." Wang Qiming nodded. Ah Chun went on to say, "But it's not easy to open a restaurant. I've been thinking, if it's not possible, I'll close the restaurant and start another business!" Seeing her sad face, Wang Qiming changed the subject: "Do you have children?" "I don't want to pass on my tragic fate to another little life." Having said that, Ah Chun picked up the cup and blocked his eyes that were about to burst into tears. Wang Qiming never thought that the spiritual world of this shrewd and capable proprietress would be so empty and miserable, nor would he have thought of such a strong woman with such weak and delicate feelings.He looked at her, lost in thought. "Let's go, I'll take you home." Ah Chun endured the tears, stood up first and said to Wang Qiming.Her eyes looked away. This is a red B. M． W limousine.The car was decorated in a unique style by her: on the front mirror, a typical Chinese Ruyi was hung; on the steering wheel, it was wrapped in a layer of pink velvet; on the glass windows, some inexplicable foreign words were pasted: "No Radio" (no radio), "i Iove NewYork" (I love New York), "Be woDog" (beware of evil dogs)... Sitting in the driver's seat, Ah Chun first stretched his waist, took off the pair of high heels, and Throwing his hand on the back seat, he changed into the Chinese embroidered slippers prepared in the car. Wang Qiming couldn't help laughing when he saw this habitual action. "What are you laughing at?" She turned her head and asked. "Nothing." He suppressed a smile. "Don't laugh at me." Ah Chun started the car and got on the road, "I really envy you. When you go home, someone loves you and someone loves you. It's not like me. I don't care when I'm exhausted." The snow is still spread endlessly on the ground like cotton wool. A few yellow snow plows were slowly plowing back and forth, and the snow on the side of the road was piled up into a snow wall.The car is like driving in the snow alley. Ah Chun drove the car at a low speed. "Christmas snowy night, so beautiful!" Ah Chun broke the silence first. Wang Qiming glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and felt that she was beautiful tonight, whiter and more beautiful than the snow scene outside. The monotonous sound of a car motor. "Do you like it?" she asked suddenly. "I like it. Oh no, what are you asking?" "My B.M.W!" "Oh, I like it, of course I like it; I can't drive such an expensive car in my life." "you can." "What did you say?" "You can have a car like this." "You make fun of me." "I was serious." The car drives very slowly.Ah Chun tightly controlled the steering wheel with both hands. Her exposed chest fluctuated from time to time, making her look a little nervous. She reached out to turn down the temperature of the air conditioner, and then reached out to turn on the radio. From the car's high-end stereo, American country songs came out.While listening, she hummed softly along with the song. "Understand?" she asked. "I don't understand." "I'll turn it over for you." She sang a sentence on the trumpet, and she would translate it for him in a low voice.Her voice was low and moderate, not only did not affect the singing, but instead blended harmoniously with the deep sorrow of the singing. if you love him, Just send him to New York, because it's heaven. if you hate him, send him to New York, because it's hell... "It's so beautiful," Wang Qiming praised softly. She glanced at him and made no reply.She knew that he was talking about the song as well as herself. The car pulled off the highway and into an alley. The road in the alley, because there is no snow removal, the road surface is not.When turning a corner, Ah Chun wanted to slow down the car and stepped on the brakes, but unexpectedly, the car slanted and lay across the middle of the road. The bodies of the two people shook violently at the same time. "Be careful," Wang Qiming said, grabbing Ah Chun's arm. Ah Chun was very experienced in driving. He pushed left and right, shifted gears, and the steering wheel moved a few times flexibly. The car rolled a few laps on the snow and got on the road again. She let out a long breath and said with a smile, "Sir! I still want my arm." Only then did Wang Qiming realize that he was still holding her arm, and immediately let go, asking, "Does it hurt?" "It's like being held by two vise. It's easier to handle without you holding it. With you holding it like this, how can I turn the steering wheel! What a fool!" Wang Qiming smiled and rubbed her arm. She didn't object, just smiled sweetly. The car stopped, not far from Wang Qiming's house.But Wang Qiming didn't get out of the car. It was a white world outside, and the Christmas lights of every household flashed in and out of the car, reflecting Ah Chun's face. Ah Chun's face was full of excitement and hesitation. She raised her face and leaned towards Wang Qiming's chest.Two tear-filled eyes stared at Wang Qiming's eyes. She closed her eyes, her bright red lips, beautiful and sexy, approached his lips tremblingly. Wang Qiming lowered his head, catering to the wet, hot, red two pieces. It may be that these came too suddenly, and he was not prepared at all. He was not melted in the kiss, but struggled to get rid of Ah Chun's arms, moved away the hot lips, supported her, and said tremblingly: "I'm sorry, Ah Chun, it's my fault." Ah Chun didn't continue to kiss, two lines of dull tears rolled down from his eyes. He couldn't help but hug her again. But this time, she pushed his chest away. "Okay, get out of the car." He wanted to cut her lips again, but she moved her head away. Wang Qiming thought for a moment.Then he opened the door and got out of the car without even saying good night. Ah Chun's car didn't start immediately. When Wang Qiming approached the gate of his house, he found Guo Yan wearing a coat standing inside the gate looking out. Seeing him coming back, she immediately ran over and hugged him. "I really thought you weren't coming back tonight!" she said. Wang Qiming turned his head and looked at Ah Chun's car in the distance.The car was still parked there, and his heart was pounding. "The proprietress was afraid that you would be worried, so she drove me back." He said. "She's so nice!" Guo Yan said and opened the door. Wang Qiming turned his head the moment he entered the door, and saw Ah Chun's car turning his head and leaving in the snow. I really don't know how to describe his mood. At night, he and Guo Yanxiang were in bed.Wang Qiming didn't feel sleepy, he opened his eyes and looked out the window. Guo Yan whispered to him, "I bought a set of clothes for Ningning this morning." "Ok." "There's also a Christmas card, to be mailed tomorrow morning." "it is good," "I also prepared 200 dollars for my family, and I will send it tomorrow." "Ok." "This month, in addition to paying the rent and daily expenses, I have saved 700 in silver!" "it is good." "You can see that you are tired, and you are getting thinner. Taking advantage of the big sale, let me buy you a pair of jeans that are one size smaller! Your waistline has changed from a large size to a medium size, and now you have to buy a small size. No, you worked too hard." Wang Qiming did not answer. "Fell asleep?" Of course Wang Qiming was not asleep at this time.He was reminiscing about the kiss he had with Ah Chun in the car just now. This was his first affair in twelve years of marriage. He listened to his wife's words and regretted it very much. Guo Yan, what a woman. He felt that he was too inappropriate. After a while, he opened his eyes in the dark, looked at his wife's body who had fallen asleep, and felt guilty in his heart.He hugged her tightly. Guo Yan asked sleepily, "What are you doing?" "Guo Yan." "what." "I love you." "Woke me up in the middle of the night just to say that?" "Yes. Just to tell you: I love you!"