Chapter 3 Chapter 1 Long Hair, Short Skirt, Poisonous Eyes

Nalan was never late, the next ferry departed at 9:25, and she arrived at the ferry ten minutes earlier and bought a ticket. The problem is, the ferry is late. Na Lan is also used to this, in any dating situation, Na Lan is always the one who arrives early or on time, since she was a child.If it were you and me, after waiting for setbacks, this habit of punctuality might have been assimilated into "don't take it too seriously", but Nalan is a girl who is difficult to assimilate——Jiangjing University's Department of Psychology has produced beautiful women since ancient times. With qualifications like hers, according to the narrow-minded boys, as a result of social assimilation, she should be 100% "already a wife", at least "already a third child" (primary three), but she is alone, taking postgraduate entrance examinations and examination certificates (psychological counselors) ).

She looked at the island in the middle of the lake, and there was a mass of green under the scorching sun, obviously greening in place.She estimates that the distance will not exceed three kilometers. If she wears flippers, she should be able to cross smoothly. She has been practicing swimming hard under the guidance of her father since she was seven years old. The team member is still the captain of Jiang University's swimming team. The fifth anniversary is approaching, and the murderer is still at large. Dad, where are you dead? Thinking of her father, she consciously began to take a deep breath.Now is not the time to mourn.

The ferry finally came out from the other side of the island in the middle of the lake, and rushed towards the ferry, as if he knew he was late and wanted to make up for lost time. While waiting, Nalan went through today's tasks again in his mind: what to say when we meet, what to do if it doesn't make sense, what counts as achievement, and what to do if you get nothing. At least, the person I want to talk to today is not a felon. In the past three months, Na Lan took a bus to Jiangchengfang Prison every day, interviewed felons, and completed her graduation project under the guidance of her tutor.This is a topic she thought was ordinary and meaningful, but it was exaggerated by the school magazine as the most ambitious graduation project in the history of Jiang University's Department of Psychology.She tried to find the law of criminal psychology by statistically analyzing the growth background, mental health status, and crime motives of felons.Talking with serious criminals, even with the support of prison guards, was far from peaceful and comfortable. She had suffered many vicious attacks, contemptuous rolls of eyes and undisguised teasing.

Maybe that's why she took a break from such a self-destructive life as soon as the summer vacation came, looking for an opportunity to work a more leisurely and healthier job. These are Tao Zi's conclusions. Tao Zi and Na Lan, the two overlords in the Psychology Department of Jiang University.The old professors recalled that the last time in the Department of Psychology there were two people who were both talented and beautiful, and were close friends with each other, was twenty-five years ago.Of the two heroines of the last century, one is now the deputy minister of foreign affairs, and the other is the president of a chain rehabilitation center in the United States, with a net worth of over 100 million.

As soon as the ferry docked, the moment the door opened, the people on the boat rushed out, and the people waiting for the boat couldn't wait to walk in.Except for Nalan, the other passengers seemed to be housewives or nannies. They returned from their morning shopping, carrying bags and baskets, and were preparing to return to the shade of the island in the middle of the lake before the peak of the scorching sun. The boss of Zhangdu looks like he is in his early forties. I don't know if it's shaved or naturally bald. He wears sunglasses that almost cover half of his face. It's strange not to wear sunglasses when he is in charge of a boat under the scorching sun all day.He is short, but not small, his legs are like two thick wooden stakes, and his foot is so stable that people forget the bumps on the water at first sight.He and the passengers were old acquaintances, they exchanged pleasantries, saw Na Lan, smiled and said, "Let me dare to guess, you are here to find Qin Huai, right?"

Nalan also smiled back: "Do you have a mirror on this boat?" Boss Du was taken aback, and Nalan said, "I took a careful photo before going out in the morning, and there is no sign on my forehead of who I am going to see. How did you guess it?" The other passengers with ears pricked up were laughing, Boss Du said: "It's not difficult to say, six and a half out of ten beautiful girls who are solemnly dressed and sail alone are here to see Qin Huai." "Come here to pay respects?" "Or a girlfriend, who knows. That's a private matter." Boss Du looked at Na Lan again, "Then you are because..."

Nalan thought, this is my private matter.But he said with a smile: "Business." "Business?" "About the manuscript." Na Lan didn't want to talk about official or private matters. Boss Du patted Guangmingding: "Look at me, he is a book writer, of course his business is to talk about manuscripts. Which publishing house are you from?" "I'm just working for the publisher, and I'm sent here...to be his assistant." Nalan immediately knew that he had used the wrong word, but the words could not be undone, and he only hoped that the roar of the ferry engine could block the radar of the rest of the passengers.

But their satellite receivers are top-notch in anti-interference, and they all have knowing smiles on their faces. They are steeped in the gossip version, and they all know the deep meaning of "assistant". Maybe it's not such a bad idea to put on a pair of flippers and swim to the island in the middle of the lake. Finally arrived at the edge of the island.The ferry slowly circled the island for half a circle, and docked at the ferry without reefs on the other side. There are only a handful of people waiting for the boat on the island, and the woman with long hair and short skirt is particularly eye-catching.

Boss Du obviously meant to tell Nalan: "Look, here's one." Who is this one?Qin Huai's "private affairs"? The woman was wearing sunglasses.For some reason, Nalan felt that the eyes behind the sunglasses locked on her from afar.She even felt that the woman's eyes were red, the corners of her eyes were wet, and her eyes were poisonous. Not for any reason, just a feeling. Passengers got off the boat one by one, and Nalan walked last. The eyes behind the sunglasses followed her and thanked the owner of the ferry, followed her up the steps, followed her to straighten her temples, followed her and passed by the owner of her eyes, and followed her out of the ferry. railing gate.

The moment they rubbed shoulders, Nalan inhaled the scent of lavender perfume. Nalan's gestures and gestures all fell into the eyes of that person. It seems that this beautiful woman who got off the boat is the much-anticipated "newcomer".Although it had been expected that this "newcomer" would be eye-catching, the man was still amazed by Nalan's brilliance and temperament.Plain makeup, elegant but not flashy attire, quiet but full of poise and potential.This song should only exist in the sky. Thinking of this, the man couldn't help feeling sorry for Na Lan.Such a wonderful person has to become a victim.

The man's eyes were filled with pity, desire, excitement and disappointment, but his gaze was quickly interrupted by a figure. "You are Nalan!" Outside the ferry, there was a loud voice, a big enthusiastic hand, and a burly and strong man. "It's me, you are..." At first glance, Na Lan thought it was Qin Huai himself who had arrived, but then remembered that the photo of Qin Huai in the reading newspaper was not like this.Qin Huai in the photo is similar to the photos of many writers, pretending to be deep and melancholy.The man in front of him was completely different, with big eyes, thick eyebrows, white teeth, and a hearty look. "My name is Fang Wendong, and Qin Huai asked me to pick you up." Na Lan recalled the homework she had done beforehand for this job: Fang Wendong was also a writer of suspense novels. He debuted almost at the same time as Qin Huai, but his achievements were far less.The two are close friends and often appear at seminars, signings and campus lectures at the same time. She nodded to Fang Wendong and smiled: "I have long admired you." "I don't dare to be. I don't have the pressure of Qin Huai being asked to write by many people, so I often run errands for him, and I am about to become his professional driver. Of course, we are close buddies, and he will help me even more." Fang Wendong led Na Lan to a "BMW" parked outside the ferry. The siren sounded suddenly, which seemed to remind Nalan: the sharp eyes came from a distance, followed her to the side of the car. She turned around slowly, as if the tip of a knife was on the back of her neck. The ferry departed, but that gaze remained.The woman with long hair and short skirt stood pretty at the stern of the boat, facing the island in the middle of the lake. Nalan was almost sure that she was still staring at him. Behind the sunglasses, Na Lan couldn't see it, but he felt it, and it seemed that there were two words of hatred written on it. Who is she? Fang Wendong could see Nalan's turning around hesitantly. He hesitated to speak, but Nalan didn't ask. Fang Wendong opened the co-driver's door for Nalan, he was gentlemanly and professional enough, Nalan thanked him.After the car doors were closed, Nalan's nose burst into a faint fragrance.The smell of women's perfume, the smell of lavender. The car took the woman to the ferry and picked up Nalan. Qin Huai, a well-known "philatelic male writer" in the industry, lives up to his reputation. "I know what you're thinking." Fang Wendong started the engine, but he didn't reverse the car in a hurry, "That girl... Ning Yuxin, I just drove her here and sent her back to Jiangjing, you must be thinking at this moment, She is one of Qin Huai's many scandals." From the owner of Zhangdu to the owner of the car, everyone I met today is Zhuge Liang who can pinch and count.She had heard of Ning Yuxin, a well-known beauty writer with a melancholy romance style. "Gossip or not, it has nothing to do with me." "Related, very relevant." Fang Wendong took a leather bag from the back seat and began to search, "You will find out later." He finally found the target, took out a newspaper, and handed it to Nalan: "This Does it look familiar?" Nalan glanced at a photo of a beautiful woman in the newspaper, it was Ning Yuxin who was drifting to Jiangjing on the ferry at the moment.Yesterday's gossip edition, with a pink eye-catching title, "Beauty Writer Exposes Her Amorous History Online", another part of the article, a slightly smaller photo, is of the owner of Fang Wendong's car, Qin Huai. "I still don't understand, why should I read this? I'm here to be his writing assistant, not his PR assistant." Na Lan frowned, feeling disgusted in her heart and face. Fang Wendong hurriedly said: "It doesn't mean that at all." He started to drive the car away from the ferry, and said: "I probably don't need to strengthen it, you should also know that Qinhuai's reputation is a bit like that. But I really want to let everyone I know, he is actually not that kind of person, he is just some paranoid girl and the boring media, who created the image of Qin Huai as a playboy." The mountain road twists and turns, with colorful walls and blue tiles flashing among the green trees on both sides. It has already passed dozens of villas or townhouses. "This Ning Yuxin really knows Qin Huai. After all, they are all in the Jiangjing writer circle, but they have never surpassed ordinary friendship." Fang Wendong drove steadily, "But she somehow decided that The two are already lovers. No, they came to the door last night, saying that Qin Huai shouldn't abandon him in chaos; 'What? Qin Huai's biggest problem is that he is soft-hearted. When it gets dark, let her stay in the guest room for one night, and let me see her off in the morning." Regardless of the temperature outside being over 35 degrees, Nalan pushed the window open, as if Fang Wendongyue explained that the darker gossip had filled the car too full. "How does this really affect my work?" she asked politely, not expecting any logical answers. Fang Wendong froze for a moment, thought for a while, and then said: "You have to deal with Qin Huai every day, it would be helpful to understand his nature, he is really not a 'stamp-collecting male writer', as bad as the newspapers said, He is a simple and upright person, I have known him for several years, and he should have the most say." It turned out that Fang Wendong was Qin Huai's real public relations assistant. "Thank you, I will pay attention, I will not belittle his personality at will... and I will try my best to get along with him." "I'm not saying how perfect he is. You will know when you get along with him. He...he is a bit weird. Everyone has small flaws in his personality, but the flaws can't hide their strengths." Na Lan recalled her investigation experience in the prison: "In my last job, the people I met also had some shortcomings in character." Fang Wendong obviously didn't understand the "helplessness" in Nalan's words, and said: "That's good." Then he said as if talking to himself, "I hope Ning Yuxin will not harass you like pestering Qin Huai, she is in a A state of extreme paranoia, I feel, she will even imagine you as..." "Rival in love?" Na Lan finally knew the reason why Fang Wendong hesitated to speak outside the ferry.It is conceivable how Ning Yuxin interrogated Fang Wendong in the car, and what was the origin of this "honored guest" to be picked up. "It shouldn't be that serious, maybe I'm just thinking too much." Fang Wendong sighed. Nalan suddenly felt that maybe this job was not much better than doing questionnaires in prison.