Chapter 85 B-1

When Sang Li saw Zhao Qianhua for the first time, he didn't expect that she was Liang Weisong's wife. A simple white silk shirt, a fluffy red, black and gray three-color striped silk scarf, and dark gray trousers, look more like a white-collar worker in an office building.She looks only in her early thirties, but her gestures are full of the charm of a mature woman. It was in Zhongyue Lobby, Sang Li accompanied Shen Jie out, Liang Weisong and Zhao Qianhua got their room cards and went to the elevator. The moment they met each other, Sang Li even blurted out: "Hello, Teacher Liang!"

Everyone was a little surprised. Liang Weisong was the first to react, and looked at Sang Li with a smile: "Xiao Sang, why are you here?" Sang Li looked at Shen Jie, not knowing how to explain, Shen Jie smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Liang, I have seen you for a long time. I am Sang Li's boyfriend, my name is Shen Jie, and I am also the general manager here." Liang Weisong couldn't hide his astonishment, but subconsciously shook hands with Shen Jie, and at the same time, a gentle questioning voice sounded beside him: "Wei Song, don't you want to introduce me?"

Liang Weisong came back to his senses and introduced with a smile: "My wife, Ms. Zhao Qianhua." Pointing to Sang Li again: "Students from Lu Zibin's department, the first prize in this year's National Singing Contest, a hero born of youth since ancient times!" Lu Zibin is the dean of the music department where Sang Li works and a classmate of Liang Weisong's university. When he introduced this, Sang Li was in awe and Zhao Qianhua was at ease. Sure enough, Zhao Qianhua smiled more intimately, and stretched out her hand to Sang Li and said, "Nice to meet you."

Sang Li looked at Zhao Qianhua enviously while being flattered, and the moment he shook hands with her, he found that the watch on her wrist was a new model of Longines. The feeling in my heart is very complicated: a little bit of envy, a little bit of curiosity, a little bit of surprise... After saying goodbye to each other and getting into the car with Shen Jie, Sang Li turned his head subconsciously and looked in the direction where Zhao Qianhua disappeared.Shen Jie saw it, and asked Sang Li with a smile while starting the car: "Isn't it? Is she so beautiful that it makes your eyes shine?"

Sang Li couldn't help sighing: "What a woman with taste, she has all kinds of charms, but she is not coquettish, her temperament is so good, she is simply noble..." "Stop," Shen Jie thought it was funny, "Don't you know that a woman with taste must not be young anymore, and the most beautiful woman is a woman who has no taste?" Sang Li was already dazed by him, and looked at him blankly. While driving, Shen Jie knocked on the top of Sang Li's head with one free hand. Seeing Sang Li dodge to the side with resentment on his face, he smiled helplessly: "Taste can be cultivated, but pure temperament can never be gone." Answer. But women are really strange animals. When they are twenty, they want to trade innocence for charm, and when they are thirty, they lament that they are getting old quickly..."

Sang Li couldn't understand the emotion he said, and ignored him, just wondering why Liang Weisong came to City G with his wife? It was later learned that Liang Weisong's wife, Zhao Qianhua, is a famous fashion designer and the president of a large company.This time I came to G City to attend the opening ceremony of a clothing store of a certain brand under it——on the most prosperous pedestrian street in the city, the location of every inch of land and the three-story storefront facing the street, through the floor-to-ceiling windows with the same width as the wall, you can You can clearly see the layout inside: women's clothing on the first floor, men's clothing on the second floor, evening dresses and wedding dresses on the third floor...beautiful and magnificent.

Sang Li has also passed by the door of that store many times, looked up at the clothes in the window, and couldn't help but sigh the importance of "level" - what level of people are you, you will naturally have the opportunity to know what level People, even, can choose a spouse from what level. At that time, Liang Weisong and Zhao Qianhua in Sang Li's eyes were masters. However, whenever she thinks of them, she always inevitably thinks of Guo Yunhua, the mentor who led her on the road of music. I can't help thinking: It's cold, Mr. Guo, are you used to living in that city near the sea?

When thinking this way, the guilt in my heart seemed to turn into small blisters, bubbling up. After breaking up with Xiang Ning, Sang Li met Guo Yunhua once. It was at a large-scale performance, and the girl who sang a solo behind Sang Li happened to be the student Guo Yunhua was leading now. She was one year older than Sang Li, and she was already in the first year of graduate school.During the rehearsal, Sang Li always felt that this girl looked familiar, but couldn't remember where she had seen her before. But that girl also has a very cheerful personality. When she was waiting for the stage in the backstage, she kept telling Sang Li: "My mentor is very nice, and she will come today. They are all very nice people. My current boyfriend My friend was introduced by my tutor... I always go to her house for dinner during the holidays. Teacher Guo's cooking skills are very high. Alas, woman, why can it be so perfect...

Sang Li smiled and listened to her, his eyes gradually became wet. Someone came in while they were chatting, and they turned around together, bumping into Guo Yunhua's smiling face, she looked at her student and said hello: "Xiaozhu..." Suddenly stopped. She looked at Sang Li in astonishment, the smile on her face froze in an instant, and Sang Li's smile was also a little bit astringent, she just stood up anxiously, and called out in a low voice: "Teacher Guo..." The girl next to her was stunned. After a while, Guo Yunhua was the first to ask with a smile: "Sang Li, are you okay now?"

Her smile was as warm as usual, Sang Li blinked quickly, and told himself - don't cry, definitely don't cry, makeup will be worn out, don't cry... She just lowered her head slightly, not daring to look into Guo Yunhua's eyes: "I'm fine, teacher, how are you, and Uncle Xiang..." Guo Yunhua finally sighed: "We are all fine, but Sang Li, why don't you ask... Is Xiang Ning okay?" The moment that name was born, it was like a thunderbolt, piercing through Sang Li's heart. Sang Li's face turned pale instantly. Guo Yunhua took a step closer and took Sangli's hand. The smile on her face seemed to contain too much pain as a mother. She sighed softly and said, "Xiang Ning has never been back. He said he was busy, but we I think he is afraid of coming back..."

Her hands are still so warm and dry, like mother's hands. Sang Li lowered her head, unable to suppress the sadness in her heart—the sixteen-year-old who was crucial in Sang Li's life, it was these hands that brought her closer to music and on this road! Sang Li's voice was choked with sobs: "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm sorry for you, I let you down." "Disappointment is true," Guo Yunhua sighed, reaching out to caress Sang Li's bun, "What Haoran and I are most afraid of is your today, and you have really come to today." Her voice revealed helplessness and sadness, and even had a strong sense of nostalgia and farewell. She said: "Sang Li, we really regarded you as our daughter." With a "bang", something seemed to collapse in the bottom of my heart.Amidst the smoke and dust, Sang Li felt that he was suffocated by the flying time fragments.She raised her head with tears in her eyes, but saw Guo Yunhua let go of his hand and turned to go out. She turned her back to Sang Li, and her voice was austere: "But, the Xiang family really can't tolerate you anymore, Sang Li. I know Xiang Ning will never forget you. If possible, even if he returns to China, please don't see him again. " With a bitter yet refusal tone, the cold order to evict guests... At that moment, Sang Li seemed to see the black despair in the sky, like a net, slowly pulling away. However, this is the path she chose, and she can't do anything other than swallow the tears in her heart. It was also at this time that she remembered that the girl in front of her was He Xiaozhu, the girl who sang with her in the Children's Palace many years ago. It's a pity that when she looked up and saw the clear contempt in He Xiaozhu's eyes, she knew that the so-called "meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country" could only turn into a cold indifference.