Chapter 124 Chapter 124

Yuriko looked into his eyes and said slowly: "I heard about Mr. Xiuzhi... Mr. Ishida also came to my father to find a solution, but they were helpless. I heard it outside the door... You are safe and sound, That's great. I'm really worried about Xiuzhi-kun." "Thank you. However, the situation is not that bad. I have been working non-stop since I came here, and it is good to have a chance to rest suddenly. And when I go back to Japan for vacation, people say that I have eaten Chinese food, I can boast that I have seen Chinese prison cells." Yuriko laughed and looked up at Xiuzhi. His eyeballs were dark and bright, his eyelashes were thick, and there were two beautiful smile lines at the end of his eyes. Xiuzhi's nose and lips looked like the most skilled sculptor carefully carved out with a meticulous carving knife. , with a moderate radius and perfect lines.Phases are born from the heart.Such a handsome person has a gentle and resolute heart, without a trace of willful and irresponsible nervousness, as elegant as a tree, and as reliable as a mountain.

Baihezi lowered her head, she was twenty years old, she met a man whom she deeply admired but couldn't be together, she had a brief but sincere relationship, after that she would never forget it until her head was full of gray hair and her children and grandchildren were full. Xiu Zhi looked at Yuriko, he hesitated if he would be disrespectful, but after a long time, he stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder lightly. He didn't expect to meet Wang Mingyue here. The light in the center of the hall suddenly went out, and the dim yellow light on the edge of the wall came on. The four violinists in the band lit the candles next to the music stand, and then began to play an old European folk song. Dancing gracefully, in the air filled with the aroma of wine and melodious music, Xiu Zhi suddenly saw Wang Mingyue in the corner.She was sitting on a high chair, leaning on her chin, listening intently, lost in thought.The light from the wall lamp came from behind her, trimming a beautiful silhouette.

Xiu Zhi turned around, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, the clear and sweet smell of champagne filled his mouth, rippling in his chest. "This is a song with lyrics, have you heard it?" Mingyue sat up straight and saw clearly that it was Dong Xiuzhi, but she was not much surprised, and smiled: "I don't know if what we heard is the same song." "How many times I struggled, just to pursue your fragrance. How many wounds each of your thorns brought to me... It was originally an ancient Bulgarian poem, which was composed by the British, and the name was called it." Xiu Zhi slowly Read it in Japanese.

"When I was in middle school, the teacher taught the English version of poetry." Mingyue said, "I liked it very much at that time, and my classmates also learned to sing." Xiu Zhi stretched out his right hand: "This is four steps slow, would you like to dance?" Mingyue agreed and gave him her hand. Xiuzhi led her onto the dance floor, and the two embraced and danced to the music. This scene took place in Fengtian City in the early spring of 1926. One country's greed and covetousness for another country has not been so obvious. The war is still brewing in the minds of soldiers and businessmen. In reality, the situation remains relatively peaceful.

A reporter who came to interview took a profile photo of a young man and woman embracing and dancing, and published it on the city life section of the Evening News the next day. In the photo, their faces are blurred, but the lines and postures of their bodies are blurred. It can be seen that they are in their prime, dignified and beautiful.The body of the man leans forward slightly, and the woman leans back slightly, which subtly represents the relationship between adoring and being admired.