Chapter 2 Chapter 1 A Woman and a Bust Together

I often want to write a story about bust, the main character is a bust, and it personally narrates the vicissitudes of the past century.Chinese women used to use bellybands, and the bust was a Western product. In the 19th century, little girls from wealthy families made corsets with canvas, whalebone, steel wire and lace.This kind of bra turns a woman's figure into an hourglass shape, and a woman who wears a bra for a long time will damage her internal organs.In 1889, Ms. Hermine Cadolle, a Parisian corset maker, invented the world's first bust—a garment that constricts the breast without constraining the diaphragm at the same time.

At that time, although the bust did not need to restrain the abdomen, it was still a "monster".In 1913, the famous New York lady Caresse Crosby asked the maid to sew two handkerchiefs together, and then used pink ribbons to form shoulder straps to form a lightweight bust.Underwear manufacturer Warner Corporation bought the patent right from her for 1,500 US dollars and mass-produced it, which became the prototype of today's bust.In 1935, Warner invented the milk cup, from A cup to D cup, A is the smallest and D is the largest.In 1960, it was the Cultural Revolution of busts, women's liberation elements burned busts.In the 1990s, fashion designers asked women to wear their busts outside, and the trend of corsets came back. The number of people undergoing breast augmentation surgery ranked second among all cosmetic surgeries.Women live with their bust.

If we say that the history of this bust is a bit like the history of China, it is unavoidable to degrade China into a bust, but the bust is indeed like China. After a cultural revolution, it finally became stronger again. My first bust wasn't mine, it was my mother's.One day, my mother told me, "Zhou Rui, you should wear a bra." Because I couldn't muster up the courage to buy a bra by myself, I secretly took my mother's bra and put it on. The bust was flesh-colored and had two breast cups Sew a red flower in between.The first bust I owned was bought from a mobile peddler. He was a man pushing the busts on a cart to sell in the downtown area. Dozens of busts were piled up into small hills, and the scene was spectacular.

I am now the manager of a lingerie retail group's main store in Central. This store specializes in high-end French and Italian brand-name underwear.The stories I encountered during these days told me that women's love and underwear are inseparable. The main store where I work is located on the second floor of a shopping mall in the heart of Central, where there are many high-end fashion stores and the rent is expensive.The store covers an area of ​​700 feet and has two fitting rooms.I have two shop assistants, Anna, who is twenty-six, and Jenny, who is thirty-eight.Anna is a very hardworking girl, but her disadvantage is that she is sickly, especially menstrual pain, and her face is always pale.Jenny is a mother of two, is a good public relations expert, has a good relationship with customers, is as fit as a cow, and works perfectly with Anna.Anna and Jenny have another advantage. Anna only weighs 90 pounds, and Jenny weighs more than 150 pounds. Their body shapes will never cause any guests who come in to feel inferior.

There is a philosophy of high-end busts, that is, the less fabric, the more expensive.Fewer fabrics mean sexy, sexy but not vulgar is an art.A woman who can make a man find her sexy but not vulgar is a success.Smart women know how to invest in sexiness, so although our products are expensive, we don't have to worry about not having customers. Our main customers are a group of high-income professional women. Those rich women are not willing to spend money. I have seen a rich woman. The bust she took off has been worn yellow, and even the steel wires are gone. come out.When a woman is married, it is easy to think that everything is a foregone conclusion and stop paying attention to underwear.The biggest enemy of the underwear business is not the economic downturn, but marriage.What stimulates the underwear business is extramarital affairs.

On this day, when the store was about to close, Xu Yu came to see me, and the men passing by outside the store all looked at her.She is the provocative thirty-six A. "Zhou Rui, do you have a pencil?" Xu Yu asked me. "Is the ballpoint pen okay?" I handed the ballpoint pen to her. "No, I need a pencil." Xu Yu said. I found a pencil in the drawer and asked her, "What are you going to write?" "I just finished shooting a series of swimsuit photos. The director told me to put a pencil under the breasts. If the breasts are lower than the pencil, it is sagging."

I have known Xu Yu for three years without knowing it. At that time, I was working in the design department, and Xu Yu came to apply for an underwear fitting model.She had an outstanding figure, five feet five inches tall, sizes 36, 24, 36, fair skin, long legs, and looked great in all kinds of lingerie, so I hired her right away.Since then, we have often been in "personal" contact and become friends who talk about everything.I had carefully designed several busts and recommended myself to my French boss, hoping that he would recommend my work to the head office, but he refused.Knowing this, Xu Yu invited my French boss to dinner, poured him a lot of soup, strongly recommended my work, and he finally agreed to send the work to the head office.I only found out about this later.It's a pity that the head office has been in the dark.

"How? Are your breasts saggy?" I asked her. "Fortunately, there is no sagging, and it is still very firm." She said with satisfaction. "Big breasts are not a good thing." I frightened her, "If you weigh too much, you will sag faster than other women." "I think it's not weight or gravity that causes women's breasts to sag," Xu Yu said. "What's that?" I asked her. "It's the man's hands." Xu Yu smiled, "Their hands, you can't lighten them." "I want to buy a new bust." Xu Yu bit her pencil and said.

"Didn't you just buy a new one last week?" I asked her. "Don't mention it, I accidentally dropped it on the canopy downstairs when I was drying my bust a few days ago, and today I saw a big bird making a nest." "That may be the most expensive bird's nest in the world." I said with a smile. "That big bird may not have imagined that in Hong Kong, you can enjoy a French-made rye's nest." Xu Yu smiled wryly. Ten minutes past business hours, I told Jenny and Anna to get off work first. "What style do you want?" I asked Xu Yu.

"One that makes a man's heart beat faster." She puffed out her chest. "Just one that will give him a heart attack!" I offered her a three-quarter-cup bust made of white spandex and lace from the rack.A three-quarter cup can expose a quarter of the breast, which is sexier than a full-cup bust.The most special thing about this bust in my hand is that there is a colorful Mickey Mouse between the two breast cups, which is sexy and innocent. "Very cute." Xu Yu walked into the fitting room holding the bust. I lock the door. "It's finished, come in and have a look, it seems like you can't put it down." Xu Yu poked her head out of the fitting room.

"How is it?" I looked at Xu Yu. She looked in the mirror dejectedly. "I seem to have gained weight. I noticed it when I was wearing a swimsuit just now." She wears this bust, her boobs are flawless, Mickey Mouse seems to be suffocating between the two milk cups, I really blame my mother for only giving me thirty-four A's instead of thirty-six A's. "Bend over," I said. She bent down, and I pushed both breasts forward as much as possible for her. "It should be worn like this. Who said it can't fit? It just fits." "Do you often help others like this?" she asked me. "This is my profession." "It's a good thing you're not gay." "Homosexuals may not like your figure, it's too exaggerated." "I want this one, employee price!" "understood." "Oops!" she screamed suddenly. "I forgot to buy a magazine." "Which magazine?" "National Geographic." "Have you read this magazine?" "Yu Wuguo read it. Too bad, the bookstores are closed. It's useful for him to write novels." Yu Wuguo is Xu Yu's current boyfriend. He works as a supplement editor for a newspaper and is also a not-yet-famous science fiction writer.Yu Wuguo is his pseudonym, and his real name seems to have a word for Yu, but I forgot. Xu Yu likes to call him Yu Wu Guo in front of people, she admires him very much, she likes to say the three words "Yu Wu Guo" proudly, she firmly believes that the three words "Yu Wu Guo" will be used in the near future Loud.I think the pseudonym Yuwuguo is really wonderful, Ruwuguo means there is nothing wrong with breasts. "Accompany me to buy magazines." Xu Yu said anxiously. "It's so late, where can I find it?" "Where can I buy it?" Xu Yu turned to me and asked. "At this time, the bookstores and stalls in Central are closed." "Go out and have a look." Xu Yu pulled me, "Maybe we can find an open one." "I'm going to be responsible for closing the store. You go first. There is a newsstand in the side alley of the New World Building. Go and have a look. Maybe there are still people." Xu Yu galloped out wearing three-inch high heels. Twenty minutes later, I met her at the newsstand, and she sat on the stone steps in frustration. "It's closed." She pointed to the wooden box on the bookstall. All magazines are locked in two large wooden boxes. "I'll buy it tomorrow." "The magazine comes out today, and I promised to bring it back to him tonight." "He won't kill you." Xu Yu suddenly looked up at me and gave me a wink. "Do you think there will be that magazine in the wooden box?" "You want to steal?" I was taken aback. "It's not stealing." She began to squat down and study the simple lock on the wooden box. "I took the magazine and put the money in the box. I bought it from him!" Xu Yu emptied out the contents of the purse, found a nail file, and tried to use the nail file to pry open the lock on the wooden box. "No!" I stopped her. "Hush!" She motioned for me to squat down and watch out for her. My heart is beating hard and I don't want to go to jail for stealing a copy of National Geographic. Xu Yu spent a long time, sweating profusely, but still couldn't unlock the lock. "Let me try." I couldn't see. "What are you doing?" a man in the uniform of a building caretaker yelled at us from the stone steps. Xu Yu hurriedly packed up the things on the ground and dragged me to run away desperately. We ran all the way to the Queen's Elephant Square, and when we saw that no one was chasing us, we dared to stop. "You are willing to be a thief for him, what else are you unwilling to do for him?" I panted and scolded her. Xu Yu looked at the sky and said, "I can do anything for him. I can die for him." I laugh out loud. "why are you laughing?" "It's been a long time since I've heard such words, and I'm really touched." I said seriously. "You can die for your man too?" "But I don't know if he is willing to die for me." "I have a feeling that Yu Wu Guo is my last man." "You feel that way every time." "This time is different from before. I have been with Yu Wuguo for two years, and this is the longest relationship I have ever had. I admire him very much, and he taught me a lot. He seems to be an alien, suddenly Break into my world and let me know that love and life can be like this." "Aliens? Another sci-fi plot. Do you believe in aliens?" "I don't know. Yu Wuguo is a man with a rich imagination. It's very interesting to be with this kind of man." "Who doesn't need a bit of imagination to talk about love? If you can't buy National Geographic, how will you explain to him when you go back today?" "Luckily I bought a bust today." "Can Bust Replace National Geographic?" "Of course not." Xu Yu said. "That's right." "However—" She took out the bra she bought just now from her purse, and put on a coquettish attitude, "Tonight, as long as I wear this bra, it will definitely fascinate him and make him temporarily forget about the magazine." I've met Yuwu a few times, and he's a handsome, thin man who likes to wear shirts, jeans, white socks, and sneakers.I'm a little bit against men who are over thirty and not professional athletes, but always wear white socks and sneakers. They seem to refuse to grow up.Although Yu Wuguo's figure is not tall, in Xu Yu's heart, he has a very burly back.When Yu Wu Guo spoke, Xu Yu always listened patiently.Yu Wuguo was quite proud in front of her.So let me know that a man's pride comes from a woman's admiration for him. Xu Yu and Yu Wu Guo lived together after a month of acquaintance. Xu Yu moved into Yu Wu Guo's small apartment in an old building in Xihuan.Don't think that people who write science fiction are all science fans or computer fans. Yu Wuguo is neither a science fan nor knows anything about computers. He really works behind closed doors. I'm not a Yuwuguo reader, and I don't really like science fiction.Yu Wu had published a book, but the sales were not very good. Xu Yu complained that the publishing house was too small, the publicity was not good, and the printing was poor. "Would you like to go to the movies?" Xu Yu asked me. "We've seen all the tertiary films drawn this week. Are there any good ones?" "There's another set I haven't read yet." Watching tertiary movies is one of Xu Yu and I's spare time programs. Since we watched a set of tertiary movies early last year, we often go to watch tertiary movies together.Tertiary movies are the most successful comedies, and no comedy can beat it.Strong men and women with hot bodies are always stripping for no reason and having sex for no reason.Xu Yu and I often laughed heartily in the big theater. When two women go to a tertiary movie together, it will inevitably arouse the strange eyes of other audiences, but this is one of the joys of watching movies.Men enter the venue with a burden, hoping that the three-level movie can provide sensory stimulation, but women watching this kind of movie feel like entering a haunted house in an amusement park, seeking excitement. The total number of spectators in the arena does not exceed twenty people.Xu Yu and I put our feet on the front seat, and while we ate popcorn, we commented on the figures of the leading actor and the heroine. "This man's chest muscles are really strong," Xu Yu said. I leaned against Xu Yu and remained silent. "Have you quarreled with him again?" Xu Yu asked me. "He won't fight with me," I said. After leaving the theater, I broke up with Xu Yu and went back to my lonely home in Central.My home is in a six-storey building with no elevator near Lan Kwai Fong.I live on the second floor.The unit is rented back, with an area of ​​600 square feet.The unit on the first floor recently opened a shop specializing in cakes. The proprietress, surnamed Guo, is an Indonesian overseas Chinese in her fifties, with a delicate appearance and a slightly fat body.She was born and raised in Indonesia, married to Hong Kong, and speaks fluent Cantonese.The cakes she makes are different from the local ones, she uses cream for the cakes. "Cream cakes are the best," she said proudly. The cakes she makes are beautiful in color. I have only seen a lake blue cake, and that is the most beautiful cake I have ever seen. Her cake shop does not do publicity, and there are few stores. It mainly accepts orders, but it has a good reputation and customers keep coming.There is only one assistant in the store, and every cake is made by Ms. Guo herself.Every morning when I wake up, I can almost smell the scent of cake, which is a bonus of my living here. The cake shop closes at 8:00 every night. When I came back tonight, I saw Ms. Guo in the shop. "Miss Guo, is the door closed yet?" "I'll wait for the guests to get the cake," she said politely. "It's so late, does anyone want cake?" At this time, a middle-aged man appeared and walked into the cake shop. Miss Guo handed the cake to the man and left with him. Is that man her husband?It shouldn't be the husband. Didn't she just talk about the guests?Would she use the cake as an excuse to smuggle it without telling her husband?The middle-aged man looks good.Although Ms. Guo is middle-aged, she has ample breasts. I guess her size is 36B (this is my professional instinct). I ran up to the second floor, took off my coat and trousers, turned on the tap, took off my bra, and washed it in the sink.I don't have the habit of washing my underwear as soon as I get home, but the weather was so hot that night, and I ran a few kilometers with Xu Yu in Central, the first thing I wanted to do was take off my bra and wash it clean.This pale pink bust is one of my favorite busts ever.I have many busts, but this one is my favorite.This is a memory bust, as long as you get used to wearing it, it will get used to a certain shape, even after many times of washing, it will still not be deformed.I don’t know if this idea comes from the car, but several famous cars have a seat memory system. The driver only needs to sit in the driver’s seat and press a button, and the seat will automatically adjust to the position he sat in last time.I think memory busts are much more practical.But the memory system is not the main reason why I prefer this bust. The first time I met Asen Yubo was wearing this bust. He praised my bust for being beautiful.Wearing this bust makes me feel like a woman. Arsen probably won't look for me tonight. I didn't sleep well before I was awakened by the smell of cakes from the cake shop downstairs in the morning.Today's weather is gray and drizzling, and the bust that was washed last night is still not dry. I wear a white bust and a white skirt. I shouldn't wear white in this weather, but , I can only find this dress in my closet, everything else is wrinkled. Passing the first floor, I used to say "morning" to Ms. Guo. She looked happy and was completely unaffected by the weather. Maybe it was a good night last night. Out of the building, Sen is waiting for me.He was wearing a dark blue suit, white shirt with the collar unbuttoned and tie in his pocket, and he had been on duty last night. "Why are you here?" I deliberately did not nervous him. "I want to see you. Would you like to have breakfast with me?" "are not you tired?" "I am used to it." Seeing his haggard appearance after staying up all night, I couldn't bear to refuse. "There's bread at home," I said. I went home with Sen and called Jenny to tell me I was going to be late today. I put down my purse, put on my apron, and make ham sandwiches in the kitchen. Sen walked into the kitchen and hugged my waist. "Do you know where I went last night?" I asked Sen, and I deliberately made things difficult for him. Sen put his face against my hair. "You never know where I go every night." I choked up. "I trust you," Sen said. "If I died last night, you won't know until this morning. If I was with another man last night, you won't know." "Do you know?" "I wish I would," I said. If I was not so obsessed with only loving one man, I might be happier.Love is a burden.Tang Wensen is the head of the foreign exchange department of a large bank, and we have been together for four years.When I met him, I didn't know he was married.He was ten years older than me, and I thought at the time, there was no way he wasn't married yet, but I still dated him. On the night he celebrated my twenty-fifth birthday, I finally asked him, "Are you married?" He stared at me, pained. I know he belongs to another woman. As a third party, I believe in love more than any woman. If there is no love in the world, I am just a bad woman who destroys other people's family happiness. Mori finished his sandwich and lay down on the sofa. "Tired?" I asked him. He nods. "There was a lot of volatility in the foreign exchange market last night." I let him rest his head on my lap and massage his temples.He grabbed my hand and asked me, "Don't you hate me?" I am silent.I never hated him.He can only accompany me once or twice a week, never on Sundays.I used to live with my family, and Sen and I went to the hotel every week.After two years of this kind of life, one day, I asked him: "Shall we rent a room? I don't want to be in a hotel. It makes me feel like a bad woman." Sen and I found the current unit together, and he paid the rent for me.I feel that he and I finally have a home. Although this home does not seem real, I have carefully arranged this home and look forward to his return. Sen once said that he would leave me, he asked me: "How many twenty-fives does a woman have?" I said, "There is only one of any age." He doesn't want me to waste my youth, maybe he doesn't plan to marry me.However, he came back after leaving. We had a big fight almost every other month, and I couldn't stand him getting dressed and going home after sleeping with me.The thought of him sleeping next to another woman drives me crazy.We had another fight the day before yesterday because I wanted him to stay the night with me, and I knew that was impossible, but I couldn't stop myself from asking him to. "Is it better?" I asked Sen. Mori nodded. "Why should a man love two women?" I asked him. "Maybe they are afraid of death," Sen said. I rub his ears. "Your earballs are so big, so you won't die early. I must die earlier than you." "Hurry up and go to work, you are the manager." "This kind of weather really makes people unable to get excited to go to work." I lay on the sofa. Sen pulled me up from the couch. "I'll take you to work." "If you love me, you should let me go." I said wildly. "This is not the way to hurt you." He pulled me out. "I know that one day I'll have to fend for myself because you never know when you're going to leave me." "I won't leave you." Sen shook my hand and said. This is a sentence he often said to me, but I always didn't believe him, I thought we would separate sooner or later. Today's business is very poor. With this kind of weather, most people are not interested in shopping.I asked Anna and Jenny to go to lunch.A lady in her twenties walked into the store and looked at her attire, as if she worked nearby. She was curvy and should be wearing a thirty-four C. She picked out a black lace bust and a girdle. "Is it thirty-four C?" I asked her. She nodded in surprise: "How do you know?" "Professional instinct." I said with a smile. She went into the fitting room for a long time. "OK?" I asked her. "I won't wear this girdle." "let me help you." I went into the fitting room and discovered that this woman had four breasts. In addition to the normal two breasts, she has two breasts on her body, just below the normal breasts.These two extra breasts are slightly protruding, and they are very small in size. If you must wear a bust, you can only wear twenty-nine A. I was indeed taken aback, but to avoid embarrassment, I had no choice but to pretend nothing had happened, and fastened the girdle for her. "When you buckle, you take a deep breath, and you buckle in the front first, and then roll over the back." When I was putting on her girdle, my hand accidentally touched her small breast, which was very soft. "Isn't it weird?" she asked me proactively. "Huh?" I was embarrassed to say yes. "It's innate. Lifetime says there's something wrong with the body's evolutionary program." "Oh." "Animals have many breasts, and most people have evolved to only one pair of breasts, but I just haven't fully evolved." "Trouble?" I asked her awkwardly. "It's not too troublesome if you get used to it, and my husband doesn't mind." I didn't expect that she was married, and I thought four breasts would be an obstacle for her to interact with men.Maybe I'm wrong, four breasts, for a man, is a double enjoyment.Think of it as a bonus to want two breasts and get four. "There are disadvantages," she said: "For example, the chance of getting breast cancer is twice as high as others." I thought she would be ashamed of having four breasts, but she seemed proud and happy to talk to me about her breasts. "Fortunately, when menstruation comes, these two breasts will not be swollen and painful." She pressed her hands on the two breasts that had problems in the evolution process. Would a man seek a mistress if he had a wife with four breasts?When a man loves a woman, is it because of four breasts? Before leaving get off work, I got a call from Sen, and I told him I saw a woman with four breasts today. "Is there really such a strange thing?" "Do you like women with four breasts?" I asked Sen. "Sounds good." "Do you want four breasts so you love one more woman?" "I myself have two breasts, and you add up to four, so I don't need to find two more breasts," he said. "How are your two breasts? They can only be called areolas." I laughed. "Aren't you going to class today?" "I'll go now." I signed up for a fashion design course and took one class a week. Classes are held in Tsim Sha Tsui.The instructor is a man in his thirties, named Chen Dingliang.He is a fashion designer and works for a major fashion group in Hong Kong. I have read interviews with him in newspapers. He probably likes teaching very much, so he is willing to spare time.People say that flower girls plant bamboo leaves, and Chen Dingliang is also this type of person. He dresses very low-key, with a dark blue shirt, stone blue jeans and a pair of sailing shoes. He wrote his date of birth on the board, and he was born on the same month as me. "I am a Scorpio, mysterious, sexy, and passionate, representing death. When this day comes, don't forget to give me a birthday present." Chen Dingliang said. It's the first time I've met a man who was born on the same day and month as me, and it's an amazing feeling. After class, I went to the bakery department of the department store to buy bread, and when I passed the toy department, a jigsaw puzzle attracted me deeply.It was a landscape, a restaurant located in a small town in France.The restaurant is a two-storey building with an old appearance, some parts of the walls are peeling off, there is a chimney on the roof, and there is a table outside the restaurant. A man and woman who look like the owner couple are sitting there leisurely drinking red wine.Sen and I often refer to this story.Sen likes to drink red wine and eat. I told him that I hope that one day, he can put down his work and put down the suffocating work pressure. We will open a restaurant together, and he will be in charge of selling wine and cooking. I am responsible for greeting the guests. Lonely guests can come to drink and chat at night.Whenever I talk about this dream, Sen always smiles and nods.I know it might just be a dream that will never come true.But looking forward to those distant, beautiful days, just the two of us, makes me happier. I didn't expect that today I saw a restaurant that was exactly the same as our dream, but the location was different.I paid for this puzzle. At this time, a man hurried past with a loaf of French bread under his arm. It turned out to be Chen Dingliang. "You like puzzles too?" he stopped and asked me. "I'm buying it for the first time." "Are you a Scorpio? Your temperament is very similar." He said. "Really? Maybe yes, my job is sexy, I sell lingerie." "Why did you choose this puzzle?" He pointed at my puzzle with French bread. "This restaurant is beautiful." I said. "I've been to this restaurant before." Chen Dingliang said. "Really? Where is this restaurant?" I wondered. "In Snow Castle, France." "Snow Castle?" "It's a very beautiful place. There is a French movie called "Snow Castle Umbrella", which seems to be translated into "Autumn Waters" in Hong Kong. It was filmed in Snow Castle. Haven't you heard of "I will wait for you"? Yes The theme song of "Snow Castle Umbrellas." Chen Dingliang tapped on the counter with a long loaf of French bread. "You are so young, you probably haven't seen this movie." He said. "You seem to miss it very much." I said. "Nostalgia is one of those midlife crises." "Is the man and woman in the picture the shopkeeper's couple?" Chen Dingliang took a closer look at the man and woman in the picture. "I don't know. It was ten years ago when I came to Snow Castle. How many pieces are there in this puzzle?" "Two thousand yuan." "There are people and scenery, the difficulty is very high!" "Just killing time." I pointed to the baguette under his arm. "Is this your dinner?" Chen Dingliang nodded, as if he was holding a baton. Chen Dingliang and I met in the toy section, went to the bakery section, and bought a baguette. Walking out of the department store, it was pouring rain, and a baguette suddenly stopped me in the middle. "Do you want to cross the sea?" Chen Dingliang asked me. I nod. "Let me give you a ride! It's hard to catch a taxi in this weather." "Can you find the song 'I will wait for you'?" I asked him. "I don't know if I can find such an old song. I'll give it a try. Many people have sung it." "Thank you. What kind of story is "The Beautiful Woman in Qiushui"?" "Probably it's about a young couple who were destined to be together and couldn't be together. Many years later, the two met at a gas station. They have already married and raised children." Chen Dingliang drove the car into the gas station. "Sorry, I just had to cheer." "Your memory is really good, you can still remember such an old movie." "I was very moved when I saw it, so I still remember it until now." "Can you find the tape?" "No one is interested in releasing a videotape for such an old movie. Good things should be kept in memory. If you watch it again, your mood will be different, and you may not like it." "Some things last forever." Chen Dingliang smiled: "For example, there is fate but no share?" "yes." I miss Sen. Chen Dingliang escorted me to the gate of the building. "Goodbye." I told him. When I got home, I immediately emptied the dining table, poured out the whole box of puzzles, and put the puzzles one by one in several small paper boxes, and put the ones with similar colors together. The restaurant in the restaurant was assembled again, and this puzzle was just given to him as a birthday present. Puzzles are not as easy as I imagined, I spent the whole night building only one side.In the morning, when Sen's phone woke me up, I fell asleep on the dining table. "I found the restaurant we were talking about," I told Sen. "Where?" Sen asked me. "Just in front of me is a jigsaw puzzle, do you want to see it?" "I'll accompany you to lunch." I went back to the underwear store in a good mood, and Xu Yu called to invite me to lunch. "I can't do it today." "Did Vincent Tang?" "Well. What about Yu Wuguo, doesn't he only go to work in the afternoon?" "He is busy writing a novel. He has already written half of it. He wants to finish it as soon as possible and submit it to the newspaper for serialization. I am afraid that staying at home will disturb his writing. I will tell you a strange thing." "What's up?" "I often don't see my bust size lately." "Give it to the big bird to make a nest again?" I laughed. "I held it with clothespins. The big bird can't take it away, right? I suspect someone stole my bust." "Unless that person is perverted." "It's possible." "Then you have to be careful! Hehe." I frightened her. At lunch time, I went home and continued my puzzle, and Sen bought takeaway to eat with me. "Is it the same as our restaurant?" I asked Sen. Sen nodded: "It's almost the same, but there really is this restaurant." "Have you ever seen a set of French movies called "The Lady in the Autumn Water"?" Sen shook his head. "Have you ever heard a song called 'I will wait for you'?" "It seems to have some impression." Mori picks up the jigsaw puzzle pieces. "Don't mess with my puzzle." "My highest record is to complete a jigsaw puzzle every week, but I haven't done jigsaw puzzles for 2,000 yuan." "Do you have puzzles? You never told me." I sat on Sen's lap. "At that time, I was in college and I was relatively free. I built a total of dozens of pictures." "Where are those jigsaw puzzles? Send me one." "It's all gone somewhere. Are you going to build this picture?" "Ok." "You have the patience?" He looked at me suspiciously. "I have plenty of time, and I'm waiting for you most of the time." "Do you know the secret of building blocks?" "What secret?" Sen said with a smile, "Try to buy simple ones, this one is too complicated." "I can definitely complete this puzzle, just wait and see." "It smells so good! There's another round of cake downstairs." Sen took a deep breath. "Do you want to eat? I'll go buy it." I got up. "No. I'm going to work. I'll take you home first." I brushed Sao Sen's hair with my hand: "You have a lot of gray hair." "I have to deal with you." "Don't rely on me, your work is too hard, can't you lighten the work?" "In a few years, if you want to do it, no one will invite you." "nonsense." "For a person who does foreign exchange, forty years old is already considered old." "You're not yet forty." I suddenly felt like a child. Sen sent me back to the underwear store, we were holding hands on the road, he suddenly shook off my hand and said, "Go back by yourself, I'll find you again." Then he hurried away in the opposite direction.This is not the first time, he suddenly left me, he must have met someone familiar.I looked at the oncoming people, could one of them be his wife, I was walking on the street in a daze, as the third party, this was my fate. I wiped away my tears before entering the lingerie store, where Xu Yu was chatting with Jenny and Anna. "You're back? I'm discussing with them how to deal with perverts who steal busts." Xu Yu said. "How are you going to deal with this bust thief?" Anna asked Xu Yu. "Hmph, if I catch him—" "Put his head in a sack, beat him up, castrate him, parade him through the streets, and quarter his body," I said. "It doesn't need to be so serious, right? It's not murder and arson." Xu Yu looked at me in surprise. I just want to vent my anger.The phone rang and I knew it was him. "I saw her sister just now." "Really? Didn't she see you?" I said coldly. He was silent for a while. "I'm going to work now." I hung up. "Let's catch the pervert together tonight!" I told Xu Yu. "tonight?" "Didn't you say he likes to haunt at night?" "But I don't know if he will come tonight, and Yu Wuguo is not at home tonight." "There is no need for men to help with these things. Besides, a man who only dares to steal underwear will not be lethal." After get off work, Xu Yu and I bought takeaways to her home. "Have you prepared any bait?" I asked Xu Yu. "Bait?" "Bust size! I need to find a more attractive one." "There is one." Xu Yu walked into the bedroom and took out a red lace bust from the drawer, which was very gaudy. "You use a red bust?" I was taken aback. “是很久以前凑兴买的，只穿过一次。”她尴尬地说，“他喜欢偷有颜色的胸围，黑色、紫色、彩色的都偷了，只有白色的不偷。这个红色他一定喜欢。” “是的，这个颜色很变态。”我说。 徐玉把红色胸围挂在阳台上。 我们把屋里的灯关掉，坐在可以看到阳台的位置。徐玉的家在二楼，我们猜测胸围窃贼可能是附近的住客，沿水渠爬上二楼檐篷来偷窃。 我坐在折凳上，问徐玉：“这里有没有攻击性的武器？” “地拖算不算？” 她跑入厨房拿出一个湿漉漉的地拖来：“还没有弄干。” “不要用这个，用扫帚吧。” “我的地拖就是扫帚。” “你用地拖扫地？不可思议！” “有了！”徐玉说，“用宇无过的皮带！” 她从沙发上拿起一条男装皮带挥舞。 “皮带？我怕他喜欢呢！” "Then what to do?" “有没有球拍之类？” “有羽毛球拍。” "Can." 我和徐玉从晚上十时开始等候，直至十二时，阳台外依然没有任何风吹草动。 “他会不会不来？”徐玉说。 这时电话突然响起来，把我们吓了一跳。 徐玉接电话。 “是宇无过。” 我托着头坐在折凳上，如果森在这里就好了，我有点害怕。 阳台外出现一个人影。 “他来了，快点挂线。”我小声跟徐玉说。 那人攀上阳台，伸手去偷徐玉的红色胸围，我立刻冲出阳台，手忙脚乱拿起折凳扔他。折凳没有扔中他，徐玉拿起球拍扔他，那人慌忙逃走，徐玉又随手拿起一大堆杂物扔他，那个人慌张起来，跌了一交，整个人掉到一楼的檐篷上，再滚到地上。 我们跑到楼下，那个变态客被几个男人捉住，手上还拿着胸围。出乎我意料之外，他的样子并不猥琐，三十多岁，皮肤白皙，梳陆军装。 有人报警，警察来了，我和徐玉到警署录口供，那个偷胸围的男人垂头丧气地坐在一角。 我有点后悔，我没想到这件事会弄到三更半夜，而且如果这个男人刚才掉到地上一命呜呼，我和徐玉便变成杀人凶手，虽然可以说是自卫杀人，但一个人，毕竟不值得为一个胸围丧命。 “这个胸围是谁的？”当值的男警问我和徐玉。 “是我的。”徐玉尴尬地回答。 “这个胸围要留作呈堂证供。” “呈堂证供？”我和徐玉面面相觑。 “这是证物，证实他偷胸围。”警员指指那个变态客。 “我不控告他了。”徐玉说。 “不控告他？”警员反问徐玉。 “是的，我现在可以拿走这个胸围了吧？” 那个变态客感动得痛哭起来。 我和徐玉一同离开警署，她把那个红色的胸围丢到垃圾筒里。 “糟了！那叠原稿纸！”徐玉的脸发青。 “我刚才是不是用原稿纸掷那个变态客？”徐玉问我。 “我看不清楚，好象有几张原稿纸。” “你为什么不制止我？那是宇无过写好的稿！”徐玉哭丧着脸。 “你肯定？” “那些原稿纸有没有字？”徐玉紧紧握着我的手。 “我没有留意，也许是空白的。” “对，也许是空白的。”她舒了一口气。 我回到家里已是凌晨二时，那个胸围窃贼会痛改前非吗？我想大概不会，恋物狂也是一种执着，如果不可以再偷胸围，他会失去生活的意义。 我坐在饭桌前砌图，直至凌晨四时，刚好完成了四条边。就在这个时候，徐玉来找我，她手上拿着一叠肮脏的原稿纸，哭得死去活来。 “那些稿纸不是空白的，是他写了一半的小说，答应了明天交给报馆。”徐玉说。 "Have you had a fight?" “我回到家里，宇无过铁青着脸等我，他很愤怒，他说：“我怕你出事，从报馆赶回来，却在大厦门口发现我自己写的小说。这些原稿满地都是，有些掉在坑渠边，有些掉在檐篷上，跟橙皮果屑剩菜粘在一起，还有，大部分原稿都不见了。”我说是我一时错手拿来掷那个变态客，他不肯听我解释。他花了很长时间写这个小说，都是我不好。” “那你为什么会走出来？他赶你走？” “他没有赶我走，他要走，我不想他走，唯有自己走。他从来没试过向我发这么大脾气，我怕他会离开我。” “不会的。”我安慰她。 “我这一次是很认真的。”徐玉哽咽。 “我知道。所以你处于下风。” “我今天晚上可以留下来吗？” “当然可以，你和我一起睡。”我跟徐玉说，“你手上拿着些什么？” “我在街上拾到的原稿，你有没有原稿纸？我想替他抄一遍。” “我家里怎会有原稿纸？” “你去睡吧，不用理我。” 我坐在摇椅上说：“我明天不用上班。” “你在砌图？”她站在我的砌图前面。 “不知什么时候才可以砌好。这是我和森的餐厅，我常常担心，当我砌好的时候，我们已经分手了。” “你想嫁给他吧？” “那是不可能的事，结过一次婚的男人不会结第二次婚。不可能犯同一个错误两次吧？” “你有多少青春可以这样虚度？”徐玉问我。 “哦。没有太多。我只是不会后悔而已。” 我把睡衣借给徐玉。 “我们还是头一次睡在一起。”我跟徐玉说，“其实应该说，在这张床上，是头一次，我不是自己一个人睡到天亮。” “宇无过一定还在写稿。”徐玉把传呼机放在床边。 第二天早上醒来，已经不见了徐玉。 饭桌上有一张字条，是徐玉留下给我的。 “我惦念着宇无过，我回去了。” 我早就猜到她是无胆匪类，不敢离家出走。 电话响起，我以为是徐玉，原来是森。 “你昨天晚上去了哪里？”他问我。 “你找过我吗？我昨天晚上抓到一个胸围窃贼。” “有人偷你的胸围？” “不，是徐玉得到垂青。” "Are you OK?" “如果你在那里就好了。” "What the hell happened?" “没事，他被拉上警察局了，只是在那一刻，我很想你在我身边。” “我今天晚上陪你吃饭。” 从早上等到晚上，真是漫长，我的生活一直是等待，等森找我，等他跟我见面。 我们在中环一间法国餐厅吃饭，这间餐厅很有法国小餐厅的特色。 “你为什么会来这间餐厅？”我问森。 “有同事介绍的。怎么样？” “当然比不上我们那一间。”我笑说。 “答应我，以后别再去捉贼，无论什么贼也不要捉。”森说。 “你能够一直保护我吗？” “我永远不会离开你。”他说。 “可惜，我不能一直留在你身边。”我说。 他有点惊愕：“为什么？” “你不是说一个女人的青春有限吗？我会一直留在你身边，直到我三十岁。” “为什么是三十岁？” “因为三十岁前是一个女人最美好的岁月。三十岁后，我要为自己打算。”我说。