Chapter 13 Chapter 10 Who Comes With When the Flowers Bloom

Television viewers take it for granted that show hosts know famous people. Celebrity Wang Fasong said that he grew up with Le Zhiyin, and the surprise was not the audience, but Le Zhiyin's colleagues.She never knew that she knew Wang Fasong so well, and her colleagues never thought that she knew him before. Wang Fasong sighed: "Ah, our childhood!" This made Le Zhiyin, who had always been calm, at a loss, and couldn't help but lose his composure. For a moment, complex expressions of surprise, sigh and low back all splashed on that flowery face at the same time. The female assistant director became worried.

"What's wrong with Zhiyin? She can't deal with it. Ask machine No. 2 to get a panoramic view to avoid this embarrassing situation." "Camera No. 1 takes a close-up of the bosom friend's face." The director made a quick decision. The mood swings of Le Zhiyin on the screen were nakedly presented to the audience, but she quickly grasped the route: "Wang Fasong, you are a person who will never tell a lie. You have even confessed to your childhood crimes." "Camera No. 1 takes a close-up of Wang Fasong's face." The director ordered. Camera No. 1, which had already taken out the panoramic lens, immediately took a close-up of Wang Fasong's face.

The director cursed in a low voice: "I only need three cameras, damn it!" The assistant choreographer was completely convinced by him, he reacted really quickly and made the right decision, the wide-angle lens was too safe, she admired his courage, although she also felt that an extra camera was really needed to shoot the two-person wide-angle lens. Wang Fasong's upright face with Chinese characters was now full of a human side, which the public had never seen before. Wang Fasong looked at Le Zhiyin without hesitation: "The face I show you is a face that no one in the world has seen, and you don't need to maintain your public image. People can't live in the public image and lose their true self."

The cameraman of the No. 2 camera cleverly zoomed out a little, and took pictures of the communication between the two of them. Le Zhiyin got the signal from Wang Fasong, and was very excited: "You repeatedly rejected the TV station's invitation, until I went to your office in the rain that day..." "You came here to tell me not to accept the interview." Wang Fasong's smile was subtle: "You come up and say sorry." The staff was surprised again. It turned out that Le Zhiyin asked him not to appear on his own show. What is the relationship between the two of them?

Le Zhiyin forced a smile: "I don't want to force you." "It's not forced," Wang Fasong said, with a serious and sincere quality: "People who grew up together will go their own way. There is nothing to be sorry for, it's just a different choice." Le Zhiyin bowed his head slightly: "It's different from the draft we just reviewed, which doesn't have that kind of dialogue." Looking up, she smiled at him. Fazon couldn't resist this familiar smile the most: "It's best to have no manuscript to memorize, then you can ask me anything."

Le Zhiyin knows that Wang Fasong is one and the same, but she is also afraid that Fasong will forget that the TV interview program is not an occasion for two people to catch up with each other, and they have to talk about things that ordinary audiences feel are relevant. "Fazon, let me ask you, do you approve of extramarital affairs?" Wang Fasong is a barrister after all, there is nothing he can't answer: "The relationship between people is a matter outside the law. I can only answer you in my personal capacity now. I will never have extramarital affairs." Le Zhiyin thumped in his heart, a little disappointed:

"why?" Wang Fasong saw the disappointment in her eyes: "It's not about principles, it's just my character. I like to be responsible to my wife and my family." "It's all the responsibility?" The bosom friend listened. "There is love and responsibility in marriage. To be honest, is there any man who does not fantasize about extramarital affairs in a certain period of time after marriage, under a certain state of mind? There is no marriage that completely satisfies the other party. No marriage, no Unfortunately." "I agree." Le Zhiyin nodded.

"However, one cannot always look for regrets in marriage and ignore the good things." Le Zhiyin does not agree with this. "What if there are more regrets than good things?" Fazon said: "Beauty needs to be created by the couple together, but regrets only need to be dug out by one side. In life, who has no regrets? If after marriage, the personal regrets before marriage are put on the account of the marriage, blindly immersed in the pursuit of regrets , that would be unfair to the spouse." "Is marriage fair?" Bosom friend's heart was full of ups and downs.

"There is fairness. I mean the fairness in marriage. In fact, it is mutual love. You can't just ask your spouse to love you, but you only use regret as an excuse to ask the other party to pay you back the debt that others owe you. ’” Fazon said. "Well said." Bosom friend looked at him: "If, if, I'm not talking about you or me. If, well, it means that I'm married, and I can't forget my past regrets, and I can't be fair to him , then, should I leave him?" Faxon suppressed the pity in his heart and tried to think quietly: "If, as you said, if he doesn't think it's unfair, if he loves you with his heart, then there's no need for you to leave him. I don't know if you should or not. , I can only say that it is not necessary."

Le Zhiyin said: "People often do unnecessary things." "I understand. People are often prisoners of their own demons." Fasong said earnestly: "You know, you can't forgive yourself, but your husband can forgive you. If you don't appreciate it, it means forcing him to To the point where I can't forgive you." "Well, this is a bit advanced, can you make it easier to understand?" Le Zhiyin was searching for the answer that had troubled her for a long time. Fazon said: "In other words, you can't accept unconditional love and forgiveness from your husband. What do you expect from him? It's like a person who committed a crime and was not prosecuted, but fled in fear of crime. Then he did not prosecute and never intends to prosecute. Her people can't help her either."

"Is there a way to help her if I don't run away?" asked the bosom friend. "Of course, people have run away and disappeared. How can I help? There is nothing I can do." "You don't like people who run away?" Bosom friend asked. "It's not that I don't like it, it's that I don't want her to run away, and people who lose her feel sad." Fazon couldn't say anything against his temperament, although he vaguely felt that what his bosom friend wanted to hear was not these. "However, a person who flees in fear of crime is sometimes because he knows that the person who loves him can't help her. What she needs is not his help, but another person's help, another person's love and understanding." . Fazon nodded slightly: "Another person may exist. If her needs are such, perhaps another person is opening a loving hand." Feelings of closeness and gratitude rose again in Bosom friend's heart: "Yes. Many women are looking for these loving hands." "Those loving hands are not the same as an extramarital affair." Fazon wanted her to understand: "It can be a long-lasting friendship and friendship." The bosom friend nodded: "That's enough." Fazon let out a sigh of relief: "I'm not an expert on love, and I'm definitely not a consultant in this regard. I have only one message, a message from someone as simple as myself: there is friendship." bosom friend said: "It's a pity that when people are hesitant and afraid, they can't believe that there is such a friendship in the world." "How do you know if you haven't looked for it?" Fazon said. "Searching requires courage, not every woman has this courage." Zhiyin told him. "If you don't hit a wall, you are afraid of hitting a wall. Of course, you don't have the courage. Most modern women, um..." Fasong is looking for the right words: "You are called strong women. You are strong on the outside, but you seem to be very independent and invulnerable on the outside. Strong, true courage. The more intelligent a woman is, the easier it is to become a prisoner of her own complex personality." Bosom friend thought of Zhu Zuchuang's wife, she was neither smart nor strong, she was simple, but found real happiness instead, she had to agree with Fasong's words: "Yes, it's useless to treat women on the outside, but it caused a lot of internal injuries. A woman." The bosom friend realized something: "The most important thing is to liberate yourself in your heart." Fazon laughed: "I somehow became a women's liberation counselor." Bosom friend also laughed: "The superficial road to women's liberation is not in vain. In the past, it was difficult to understand both internally and externally, and the road was even more impassable." Fazon nodded: "Yes, I agree." The bosom friend said with feeling: "To the women who have walked this devious path, I will not call them stupid. I will say to them: Looking back, you did what you could, and I will hug every woman and say, You tried, You survived ." "Have you also gone through such a path?" Fazon was wise enough to leave this topic to his bosom friend to finish. "Yes, I have walked, and I will embrace my past self. You have done your best, you have worked hard, poor child, now, it is time to liberate yourself from the heart." Fazon laughed and said: "My childhood friend has finally grown up!" The bosom friend is half angry: "If you ignited the firecracker in my hand before I knew it, and it burned me so painfully, I would still cry." There was a trace of tenderness at the corner of Fasong Fangfang's mouth: "Then you have really come a long way, you have matured, you have gone through the period of being strong on the outside and not crying when you are in pain, you are willing to cry, and you have returned to your true self when you want to cry." Bosom friend made a concluding speech to the camera: "Freedom is what you do with what has happened to you." After the recording was over, Fa Song lightly kissed his bosom friend on the cheek. If it weren't for the full view of everyone, bosom friend would really want to cry on top of him. Wang Fasong left, and the director ran down and said to bosom friend: "It's unbelievable! Wang Fasong, a serious figure, kisses you on the cheek in front of so many strangers without restraint!" "He is a very real person." Bosom friend is really grateful to him. "Hey, bosom friend, why didn't you say anything beforehand, saying that you are... um..." "Childhood sweetheart!" The female choreographer has always been sharp. "What childhood sweetheart? We're just playing big together." Bosom friend didn't want to cause too much speculation: "He's real." "I really like Wang Fasong." The female assistant director praised the guest unreservedly for the first time. "He's so upright!" said the female data collector. "It's said that you are dead set on Li Qi!" The female assistant director said, "For you, it's best to interview Li Qi every episode!" Li Qi, Li Qi, bosom friend's heart is tormented, but still haven't received his call back. "Bosom friend, let's chase after Sun Langni, there will be no one in the next series!" The editor and director wished to die when he thought of next week. "He will contact me again." Zhiyin just wanted to go home, and hurriedly left the TV station without taking off her makeup. The female assistant director has been quietly observing for the past few weeks, and finds it a bit unusual. Usually after the video recording, Zhiyin often likes to discuss and laugh with everyone for a while, but in the past few weeks, he ran away after the video recording. In fact, except for her, all the staff felt that Le Zhiyin had been uncharacteristically in the past few weeks, as if she wanted to escape from something after each recording. Especially Wang Fasong's sentence: "You come up and say I'm sorry." is more intriguing. Why did Bosom friend say sorry to him? What is she sorry for him? "People who grew up together will go their own way." The female assistant editor thought about this sentence. "Why are you in a daze?" the director asked her. "Wang Fasong's family is so rich, since bosom friend grew up with him, he should be of the right family. Could it be that he lives in his house?" The female assistant director shook her head: "Impossible, bosom friend has a father and a mother." "But Bosom friend is quite frugal, not like a wealthy daughter who is used to Jinyi gourmet food." The director remembered that she rarely paid for everyone's supper. Although her clothes are generous and decent, they are not famous brands, nor are they expensive clothes. The editor and director calculated that his monthly salary of more than 10,000 yuan can be afforded by a bachelor, and he can afford to entertain guests occasionally. Le Zhiyin makes an album for 10,000 yuan, and earns at least 40,000 yuan a month. If there are five Mondays in that month, she has fifty thousand dollars. She is also single and has no one to support her except her parents. Why is she so frugal? Some well-known actresses all drive BMWs and Mercedes-Benz, but she only buys a small Honda. The female assistant director was also thinking: Not to mention being as beautiful as Le Zhiyin, even an ordinary female artist would find a boyfriend to give them a luxury car or something, why not Le Zhiyin? She doesn't even seem to have a boyfriend. The field manager has a lot of contact with female artists. Apart from field work, he often has to take care of the artist's work emotions during filming, doing good and bad. Le Zhiyin never cries or gets emotional, but intuitively, she is a lonely hibiscus, and the viewers are just spectators. Twenty-eight years old, when the hibiscus is in full bloom, who is the flower appreciator in her mind? The makeup artist has never seen a contour with such distinct features as Zhiyin, without shadowing or anything.Her skin is delicate and smooth, and she is a ninety-percent beauty. What does she owe ten cents?Makeup artists have done makeup for countless women.When a woman is in love, her face will be particularly radiant. Le Zhiyin's beauty is impeccable, but he has never seen her glowing with joy, she just looks energetic. Le Zhiyin is like a flower that owes the last bit of rain and dew, and no one understands why. The bosom friend returns lonely to the small building where she lives alone. She is grateful for Fasong's magnanimous friendship, and also sad that he made it very clear that there will be no extramarital affairs. He who regarded her as his future lifelong partner back then can only give her friendship today. Although those caring hands were there, they were not what she needed. Everyone she used to call and leave at her beck and call had married and no longer belonged to her. The show reunited them with her, but that only brought her the comfort that the old man was safe and nothing else.Is that consolation? Is that comfort or pain? There was silence at home, no phone messages or faxes. Bored, she watered a few potted flowers on the terrace in the dark. This year there was plenty of rain and the flowers bloomed very well.She imagined that in the old days, people and their wives looked at flowers in pairs.What about her?With whom? Her fingers caressed the thick petals, and then touched the soil.It was moist enough that she didn't need to water it at all, which made her even more lonely. Li Qi's call still didn't come, she brazenly left the name "Xiao Sheng" and he didn't call back. "Xiao Sheng", the name he had called aloud. Fazon said that she cannot achieve inner liberation, she is still in the period of asking for help, and she is still a prisoner of demons. The dim street lights under the terrace illuminated the drizzle, and suddenly she saw a taxi stop at the gate and a tall figure stepped out. Li Qi?He finally came to her? Look again, that person's walking and standing postures don't look like Li Qi's.Her fantasies went too far. In the deserted room, the doorbell squeaked loudly, which startled her. I went to the anti-theft hole at the door and saw that the man was standing too close to see his face, only the tie on his chest. "Who?" asked the bosom friend. "Excuse me, is Miss Sheng at home?" A male voice seemed to have been heard a long, long time ago, and not long ago. "Excuse me, who is looking for Miss Sheng?" Le Zhiyin asked suspiciously inside the door. A hearty and majestic voice came: "Shihua, it's me, Lonnie, I didn't come here by robbery!" She opened the door and looked up. It was the six-foot-two Sun Ronny, smiling with a row of neat white teeth as before. "Lonnie, aren't you in the United States?" She had only received his fax "to contact another day" thirty-six hours ago, and suddenly he was in front of her eyes. "I just got off the plane. Anyway, the airport is not far from here, so I just came to see you." Lonnie was still carrying a briefcase and a small suitcase in his hand, and his head and body were covered with slight rain. "I'm too lazy to make phone calls at the airport, why don't I come here as soon as I get off the plane, anyway, I haven't been rejected by you." Lonnie found a sofa and sat down by himself, full of energy, without the tiredness of a traveler at all. She marveled at Lonnie's old age. At thirty-one, he was almost exactly the same as he was ten years ago. "Lonnie, you're not old!" she said, touching her face unconsciously. "Really? I don't have time to look in the mirror." Lonnie touched his chin: "I haven't shaved for more than ten hours, and my chin is like a brush." "It's a good thing I'm home, otherwise..." "Shihua, if I don't come tonight, I might be too busy to call you when I get back to the office tomorrow." "Lonnie, thanks for visiting me, it's just so unexpected." "I've never been educated. I don't know what to do first. I just know that if I get off the plane, I won't come for many days." "Lonnie, old classmate, you're welcome, what would you like to drink?" "Clear water," said Lonnie. "I can make milk tea and coffee." "Clear water will do." "Lonnie, you have such a healthy life!" "Oh, I go to bed early and get up early, life is very simple." Lonnie's smile under the lamp was still full of sunshine: "It's past eleven o'clock, and it's past my bedtime." "No wonder you are exactly the same as when you were in school. It's annoying that men don't age." "Shihua." Lonnie looked at her carefully: "You look different from when you were on campus." Shi Hua was surprised and retreated into the dim light: "I know I'm old." "No, no, I always don't know how to talk to women." Lonnie said apologetically, "Of course you won't still look like eighteen..." "Sun Lang, I forbid you to speak any more, I'll get you a glass of water." "Don't keep me from talking. I'm not saying you're old. You're a little older, but I mean, better looking, less girly and womanly." "Did I not taste like a woman before?" Sheng Shihua didn't know if he was angry or funny. "I didn't see you clearly before." Lonnie said, "I didn't intend to chase after girls whose class was higher than mine. I didn't have the ability. What did you look for?" "Then you come to register again?" Shihua was a little unwilling. "Registration, ah, yes, you mentioned it twice, I'm not overthinking it, am I?" "Crazy! You were so confident then." "When you're joking, of course you're confident." Lonnie still had the naughty smile of a big boy. "Just kidding!" Sheng Shihua didn't expect that the words that reminded her that there was someone like Sun Langni turned out to be a joke. Yet another disappointment. "Now I don't dare to chase you, just take what I said as a joke." Sheng Shihua held back his anger and sat silently. "Aren't you happy? What should I say to make you happy?" Ronnie Sun flipped through his briefcase: "I forgot to bring some presents to the girls." "You're welcome." Shihua lost his mood. "What are you upset about?" Sun Lonnie said, "I didn't make a long-distance call to you at three o'clock in the afternoon as promised, but I came to see you as soon as I got off the plane tonight, can it be regarded as compensation?" "Compensate for your schedule? Lonny Sun, you're hopeless!" "Then what should I do? Ask the secretary to order you a bouquet of flowers? Do women like to receive flowers?" Lonnie was shrewd in business, but he seemed to know nothing about women. "Have you never given flowers to girls?" Shihua didn't quite believe it. "I don't know how much it costs to send a decent bouquet of flowers. It seems expensive, right?" Lonnie was thinking about the price: "I only remember asking the secretary to send flower baskets and funeral wreaths for the company's opening, but no flowers for the living. woman." Lonnie has his unique sense of humor, which makes Shihua laugh again after being annoyed, but he can't figure out what he is thinking after laughing. Every man said he was a simple person, except for Cheng Anbang. When they were in college, Sun Lang Ni had a good friendship with Cheng Anxiong, she wondered if An Xiong had mentioned her to Lang Ni. Probably not, An Xiong is not a person who likes to talk to others. Has Lonnie met An Xiong's younger brother, An Bang?She could see nothing in Lonny's face. Lonny wasn't easy, she thought. Lonnie has achieved such an achievement in just over ten years, and he is moving towards his goal. Lonnie finished drinking the water, leaned over and stood up: "Shihua, I'm sleepy, let's go. I finally saw you." Shihua's loneliness made her see her old friend as old days, and she was unwilling to let him go.He just sat down for ten minutes. "Sleepy? It's only after 11 o'clock." Regardless of whether he agrees or not, Shi Hua poured him another glass of water: "It's still raining outside, let's go later, don't get wet as soon as you get off the plane, it's been raining heavily lately, Many people catch colds, you don't want to get sick right off the plane, do you?" "I'm not so spoiled, I don't get gonorrhea," said Lonnie, "unless you insist on lending me your old umbrella." "Where do you live? I'll take you home." Shihua thought, it would be nice if she could chat in the car, anyway, she wasn't sleepy yet. Lonnie shook his head and waved his hands: "Are you driving? I don't want to die right now, so I'll call a taxi." "I have had a driver's license for many years." Shihua said angrily, "I'll show you if you don't believe me!" "I don't need to look at the license, but I want to see the record of how many people you killed." Lonnie still stood. Shihua was angry and funny: "I still want to accept your flowers, I didn't intend to kill you. You have to save your life and taste the feeling of sending flowers to a living woman for the first time." "What's the taste? It's not me who received the flowers." "Lonnie!" Shihua put his hands on his hips: "If you don't want to give it away, then don't give it away!" Lonnie saw that her hands were crossed, her waist was still so thin, barely enough to hold. "I didn't expect a woman to have such a thin waist after giving birth." Lonnie saw her beautiful legs from her slender waist: "Also, the legs are still so good." Ronny Sun really doesn't know how to talk to women. "Lonnie Sun, you don't like to coax women, do you?" "Shihua, the time has not yet come, and there is no such need. When needed, you will be my teacher and teach me." Lonnie finally sat down again. Shihua's heart is still depressed, and since Lonnie said so, it doesn't seem like he intends to pursue her. "I know you understand, you have a lot of experience in love." Lonnie was thinking: "Your sentence about being thin and young, and why being sad drove Azu crazy." "Sun Langni, have you completely forgotten your Chinese?" Shihua shouted, "It's a young man, not a thin man, that's Nalan Xingde's word." "Genglangshoulang, it's all the same to me, I don't understand it." Lonnie said, "I told you I don't understand it, and I won't be able to marry a wife in the future!" "Have you seen Azu? He and his wife were on my show last Monday." Shihua said. "It's been a long time since we saw each other, ten years." Lonnie recalled, "Who did he marry? Obviously not you. Is Sylvia resurrected?" Shihua remembered that Lonnie was the first to take the newspaper to the campus lawn and tell her about Sylvia's death. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't make fun of Sylvia, how is Zu?" "Very good. Finally, he's happy." Shi Hua reported the good news to Lonnie with self-pity. "Back then, Shi Weiya hooked up boys everywhere, and Azu was injured as if he was dead. Later, you entered school and brought him back to life. He was so excited that he couldn't wait to show me that skinny young man." "It's the poor man, not the thin man." Sheng Shihua reiterated. Lonnie laughed out his big teeth again, he was like a cute six foot two inch big white rabbit: "At that time, his whole heart was really for you, and suddenly you and Cheng Anxiong became friends again. Azu is really unlucky, no one thinks about it, only Shivia." "Lonnie, I can't replace Shi Weiya in Azu's heart." Shihua said. "Miss Sheng, don't try to smooth things over for your love interest, I remember clearly how many drags you have filmed on campus." Sheng Shihua liquidated him: "You, Lonnie Sun, are the only guy I'm not dating." Lonnie shook his head: "I didn't dare then, and I don't dare now. You have many boyfriends. In my life, I only have one girlfriend." "Ah, what's wrong with that half-breed girl?" Shihua vaguely remembered. "At that time we were in the same year, she was eager to marry, and I had no money to marry, so it was nothing." Lonnie didn't seem to be embarrassed at all. "What happened to her?" Shihua asked. "I met her when I was in America for a meeting a few years ago. Gained thirty pounds and looked ten years older than me," said Lonnie. Shihua can't detect his heart from his words, Lonnie is a person who hides himself very closely, Shihua's intuition is so. The appearance of the mixed-race girl gradually appeared in Shihua's mind, she was already plump. With the appearance of the face, Shihua even remembered a few words of conversation with her, and her name Danna. She told Lonny: "Dana loves you very much." Lonny said nothing. Seeing his appearance, Shihua definitely didn't intend to make a sound. He also never asked Shi Hua and An Xiong about their divorce. Lonnie took a sip of water, rolled up his briefcase: "I'll send you some books, women's books." send?He doesn't have time to see her again? He didn't mention whether he could be on her show. "Lonnie, do you have time to make a video?" Shi Hua had to say, "I know you are a busy person, we can accommodate your time." "Shihua, I said that there is nothing to visit. I'm just an ordinary, ordinary person." "Lonnie, I didn't propose the list, it was proposed by the TV station." "They flipped through the phone book? Otherwise, how would they choose me?" "Are you being polite or not?" Sheng Shihua went straight to the point. "It's neither. I don't care about the TV show!" Lonnie said. "Please come to my office when you have time, and let my secretary and colleagues see Le Zhiyin's style. I'm not a celebrity, you are." "I wish I could only be a housewife, not a career woman." "You are destined to be famous. In school, who doesn't know Sheng Shihua? In Hong Kong, who doesn't know Le Zhiyin!" Lonnie seemed to feel that her achievements were greater than his: "I don't want to walk by the tail of your skirt ." Sheng Shihua knew he wouldn't understand that being famous wasn't what she needed.At least for the time being he won't understand. "There are too many young men waiting for your visit, so they have a chance to meet you and date you." This is Lonnie's understanding. Shi Hua crossed her arms across her chest, not noticing that it made her breasts stand out even more. "Can you do it the other way around? Lonnie, you have known me for more than ten years. You don't need to take the opportunity of an interview to get to know me, and you don't plan to date me. Then, wouldn't it be very comfortable to chat on an old classmate's show? ?" She was attractive under the lamp, and Lonnie finally couldn't argue: "Okay, okay, Miss Sheng, you are the one who won't give up." "Aren't you too?" Sheng Shihua's tone was full of approval. "I had to. I'm not as gay as you. I'm a hard worker." Lonnie thought of his own weariness. "Put your legs up and rest for a while, I'll call a taxi for you." Shihua moved a chair and put Lonnie's long legs on it. Just as I was about to call for a car, the phone rang: "Xiao Sheng." Li Qi's voice made Shi Hua numb for a while. "what……" "I'm right below, the car is parked, come up now." Before Shihua could reply, Li Qi had already closed the line. In less than thirty seconds, the doorbell rang. As soon as Shihua opened the door, Li Qi hugged her and kissed her cheeks.Looking up, his eyes were facing a man with his legs resting comfortably on Shihua's chair. Sheng Shihua didn't feel embarrassed, anyway, Lonnie was just an old classmate. She introduced them. No matter how much Lonnie doesn't watch movies, he can't help but recognize Li Qi, the superstar who has been popular with women for ten years. Lonnie shook hands with Li Qi, said, "It's a pleasure to meet you," and left. "Lonnie, it's still lightly raining outside, I haven't called you a taxi yet, wait a minute." Shihua asked Li Qi to sit down by himself, and hung up the phone to hail a taxi. "Three minutes, 3650." Shi Hua told Lonnie. "Then I have to go down. Good night!" Lonnie raised his hand and walked towards the gate. "Don't be too busy. I saw the car on the terrace and it's not too late to go down. Go down early and get out of the rain." Shihua said and went to the terrace to look for a while: "The taxi turned in. Lonny, when is the video?" "I'll call you tomorrow." Lonnie said, "I don't know what the secretary has arranged for me. Good night." Just after closing the door, Li Qi put his arm around Sheng Shihua's slender waist, and kissed her lips fiercely. "About someone to go to the TV station and you need such a midnight greeting?" Li Qi's jealousy was in his eyes. "Lonnie Sun is my classmate at Caltech." Shihua explained. "He's pretty good-looking." Li Qi stared blankly at the sofa that Lonnie had sat on and the long-legged chair. "Lonnie Sun? He's always been good-looking. He just doesn't believe it." Shihua tried to describe his character. "Then you tried your best to convince him?" Li Qi's jealousy still persisted. Sheng Shihua chuckled lightly: "He only believes what he believes, and I don't need to waste my words." "Your tongue only belongs to me." Li Qi kissed her deeply again. Sheng Shihua struggled out of his embrace. "And yours? How many women belong to it? Do you know how many days I've been looking for you?" "I'm sorry. I haven't slept for several days." Li Qi spread out on her big sofa. "Don't eat, don't talk to anyone? Can you read the dialogue for so many days?" Shihua was angry. "You don't feel bad when I stand in front of your house and let the pouring rain hit your head for five, six, seven, eight hours, how long does it take for that guy to let the light rain fall?" "He came to see me as soon as he got off the plane, should he be driven out to get in the rain?" "Oh, it turns out that you don't even need to make an appointment, and you will come to your house as soon as you get off the plane!" Li Qi was really overwhelmed with jealousy, and he was even more sensitive after going to the show for days without a break. Shihua didn't know how to explain it, but Sun Langni did not announce it.If you explain the cause and effect, don't say Li Qi is tired, she is tired. She ran to the bedroom and took out the scorched skirt: "Traces of Mr. Li Qi." Li Qi recognized it as the powder blue dress she wore the day she visited him. The pink blue that belonged to the two of them was the pink blue of the sixteen-year-old Sheng Shihua's school uniform cheongsam. "Xiao Sheng," Li Qi gently put it on his wrist, "I know, you wore this color especially for me." Shihua is so wronged. "Waiting for your call made me fidgety. I ironed the whole cabinet in one go, but this skirt was scorched." "Don't throw away the skirt!" Li Qi carried her into the bedroom even with the skirt: "Hang the skirt forever, and leave a little bit of me in your closet." The two rolled on the bed, Shi Hua was pillowed on the bend of Li Qi's right arm, Shi Hua turned sideways, with one hand on his chest, one leg stretched and pressed against his thigh. Li Qi sighed softly: "Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng, you seem so small like this." Shihua likes to hug him like this, from the age of sixteen to now. She raised her head and kissed his neck. Li Qi was so tired, after a few angelic kisses, he fell into a deep sleep. Sheng Shihua didn't dare to move, for fear of waking him up. Seeing him so tired, all her anger turned into tenderness. She enjoyed having his long arms cuddled like a doll, and she simply fell asleep with all her clothes on. The rainy weather makes the morning look like the next day does not come, the gray sky, the traces of rain, there is a kind of eternity in it. When Sheng Shihua opened his eyes, the long and short hands of the clock on the bedside table happened to be in a straight line. At six o'clock in the morning, Li Qi was still deeply asleep. Sheng Duhua began to feel the confinement of the clothes all over his body, and took off everything lightly, and pulled the thin blanket to cover his naked body and Li Qi. Li Qi who was sleeping in his clothes felt stuffy in a daze, and he repeatedly lifted the blanket, finally waking up from the sweat on his chest and back. "It's hot," he murmured half awake.As soon as he turned around, his left hand touched the soft, cool and oozing breast, the breast he was familiar with. With his deep eyes half down, he kissed Shihua's snow-white forehead, and caressed his delicate and smooth skin: "Why are you so cold?" Shihua only cares about snuggling against his warm body. Li Qi tore off his clothes one by one: "It's so comfortable. I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time." "It's still early, you only slept for six hours, give me a little more sleep." Shihua wiped his sweat with a towel. "Well, it's so comfortable." Li Qi pressed his body against her, "I won't get up today." He put it in her body, ten years ago today, ten years before today, his Xiao Sheng is still the same. Li Qi's memories of her are all about sweat and rain. "Xiao Sheng, we will die together today." "Yes, if we die together today, then we will have no more worries. Who said there is only this life, only today, only today." Sheng Shihua thought about sitting in the car and walking through the endless tunnel.If you can't finish walking, you will move forward and back, and it's the same whether you walk or not.Now is forever, forever is now, there is no difference. "Xiao Sheng, you are tired." Li Qi loved her lovingly. "No, I'm not tired today." "Xiao Sheng, I didn't mean today, after all these years, you are tired, rest in my arms." Li Qi hugged her tightly, and couldn't bear to tell her that he had a filming announcement at two o'clock in the afternoon. He gave her everything, and he wanted her to be free from worries. The ten years without skin-to-skin contact seemed to have never existed. She was his home. Although her real home was in ruins, it made him feel like the distance and barrier between them had disappeared. No, the obstacle disappeared, and there was never any distance between him and her. He didn't even mind that she was married to Cheng Anxiong.It was just a name, he had never met him. He believed that Xiao Sheng's child was his, and she was his from the beginning to the end. Sheng Shihua had the feeling of sending him under his roof at the moment, she should stop thinking about it, she only wanted today. With such an intelligent woman like her, how could she not know that it is impossible for Li Qi to not care about anything from now on until forever, and just focus on being in bed with her? She felt impudent.If Li Qi hadn't come last night, she might have longed for Sun Langni to do the same thing as her, she had been lonely for too long. The appearance of Li Qi saved her. How could Li Qi guess the tide in her heart?He only remembered the girl with two braids under the rhododendron shed, looking up at him with a pair of clear eyes and a small mouth that was about to open. "Xiao Sheng, if you die now, your first and last time will be mine, right?" Sheng Shihua hugged the body that was pressing on him tightly, and wrapped his arms around his neck, preventing him from seeing the liar's tears flowing from the corners of his eyes to the temples. Her first time was not Li Qi's, it was Anbang's, but Li Qi is a dreamer, even if she told the truth, he would not believe her. In order to fulfill his dream, she had to make him believe the truth of his imagination. If one day Li Qi no longer loves her, she believes that there is no one in the world who trusts her more than him and does not doubt her love for him. Thinking of Anbang under Li Qi's body, she felt guilty.However, she also felt guilty for not thinking about Anbang under Li Qi's body. "Xiao Sheng," Li Qi said dreamily, "Unexpectedly, today is a day when we don't have to worry about anything since we met." Sheng Shihua closed his eyes, tears wet his temples and flowed on Li Qi's fingers. Li Qi was also in tears, and he pressed his face against her cheek: "Today we are all very happy, so happy." "Yes." Sheng Shihua reluctantly agreed. "Xiao Sheng, in my heart, you have never been married, you are still my chaste little girl." "Li Qi, I'm not." "You are. I can't see other men. I would be jealous, but as soon as I hold your naked body, I know I don't really need to be jealous." 盛世华转了个身，俯伏在床上。 李颀按摩着她的背。 每看见她背脊中间那条深坑，他便意乱情迷。 "你连屁股都有两个酒涡。"李颀两根拇指按着她臀部对上两个微微凹下去的漩涡。 盛世华的前面跟后面都一样令他陶醉。 她享受着他强有力的按摩。 "李颀，你壮健多了。"她想起初相识时瘦弱无神的他。 盛世华转过身来： "别动，让我看看你。" 李颀的骨架本来就大，如今壮实了，胸膛肩膊更见雄伟，腰却收得结结实实的，只有肌肉，没有松垂的脂肪。 随着岁月的成长，他那上扬的双眉更加飞扬，挺直的鼻子添了气势，方方的下巴那道凹痕，凑成了个眉目如画的脸孔，简直像母亲的好莱坞偶像格利·哥烈柏。 八分正气凛然，两分邪气，确确实实的，不再是脚步飘浮的玉树临风哥儿。 李颀从来不怕人看的，他的一双眼睛，从来不避人，永远像只看着你一个。她明自为什么他那么受女影迷欢迎。 "李颀你不能死，你一死，不晓得有多少女影迷要殉情了。" "我只要你一个为我而殉情。不，小盛，我怎舍得让你为我而殉情呢？只要你肯为我而活下去，心里追思着我，此生我便无憾了。" 李颀的要求是那么的小，同时又是那么的大。 他永远是她不胜负荷的。当一个人付给你太多时，你承担得起吗？世华问自己。 然而除了他，还有谁会给她那么多，年年岁岁，岁岁年年的永不言悔？ "吃午饭吗？"世华问："我去弄点简单的。" 李颀一看时钟，一时十五分了，他不想吃，他只想跟小盛多躺一会儿。 盛世华亦看了时钟一眼，因为她瞥见李颀偷看过时钟一眼之后，便马上决定了不吃饭。 "别告诉我你要走了。"她说。 "我有个两点钟的通告。" "来，"世华知音解语："别拖着一身大汗去拍戏，洗个莲蓬浴去。" 李颀把她拦腰一揽："一块儿去。" 浴罢，李颀匆匆刮了胡子，盛世华用庄生啤啤爽身粉把他弄得香香洁洁的，替他穿回衣服。 "一得空便找你，不许恼！"李颀把她扯进电梯，直吻她吻到电梯门在地下开了。 盛世华按着电梯门的开门钮，目送他上了车子，有种妻子送丈夫上班的幸福感觉。 毛毛雨中，有个大男孩捧着个花篮进来，看见盛世华，显然认得她："乐小姐，这是送你的花。" "谢谢，我自己拿上去便行。"她口袋里刚好有一百块钱，顺手掏了出来给大男孩作打赏。在电梯里她已急不及待地拆了信封： "给世华，朗尼。" 花儿沾了细雨，更加娇艳。朗尼果真是个守信人。 替花店送货的大男孩满心欢喜，他不但见到了这两年来声名大噪的电视名人乐知音，他还可以回去告诉朋友，他亲眼见过不施脂粉的乐知音。 她本人比上镜还漂亮，对他又那么和气，半点架子都没有，何况，她还向他说谢谢，那么的亲切有礼。 至于那一百块钱打赏，他当然用得着，但什么都比不上她的和蔼笑容。 他奇怪的是，为什么客人订的不是名贵的兰花，或者长梗玫瑰，而是闲人不屑一顾的鸡冠花。 那是粗贱之物，怎么乐知音好像见到老朋友似的，珍而重之地把那花篮抱在怀中？