Chapter 9 Chapter8 The Clothes Controversy

Sex brings supreme pleasure, and it is also beneficial to the physical and mental health of young people of the right age. As a result, I am full of energy and have a rosy complexion.But sometimes it will cause trouble. Last night, because of too much stimulation, my bra was broken by me and Cheng Jiayang. When I woke up and put on my clothes in the morning, I wanted to bite him, but seeing him sleeping so naively, I couldn't bear it, so I had to give up. He wanted to get up, but was dragged down on the bed by this guy pretending to be a sleeping cat. "More." "Come on, you were too crazy last night. You ruined my clothes."

"where?" "Look." I let him look at the torn lace, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm thirsty." "Angry?" "kind of." "I'll buy a new one for you." I didn't speak. "Let's go shopping. Like... housemen and housewives, shall we?" I looked at him, he put his arms around my neck, from a close look, his skin was white and thin, as if water could be squeezed out.It's over for me, and I will be locked up by this kind of masculinity for the rest of my life. "Ok." Given my spending power and standard of living, a set of two hundred yuan underwear is a gift I planned to give myself during the New Year.I have been interested in a set for a long time, blue lace, lily pattern, pure cotton weaving, good elasticity and strong.

Cheng Jiayang said: "Isn't that better? I heard from the salesperson that it's made of real silk, designed by famous designers, and has a sexy style. Look here, it's hollowed out, and has an elegant shape, and it can also prevent breast cancer." "Of course it's better, two thousand six hundred and eighty yuan, for a rich woman to wear." "I'll buy it for you." "No. I'll pay for it myself." "I broke it. I'll pay you back." "You're not worth it, Cheng Jiayang." "what?" "Think about it for yourself, two thousand six hundred and eighty yuan, do you dare to play so crazy next time? Do you still dare to tear my clothes?"

He really thought about it. "I'll definitely be careful. And we're going to buy two sets just to be safe. You know, I can't help myself sometimes." "Damn it!" I tugged at his arm, almost coaxing him to say, "It's too extravagant." He looked at me: "Okay, you choose yourself." I didn't ask for the two-hundred-yuan set either, I chose a slightly more expensive one. But I always remember that the expensive underwear, the silk material has a lovely and sexy luster, and it is Jiayang's favorite taste. After shopping for underwear, we went to the men's clothing department. Jiayang bought a jacket and a set of British porcelain as a bonus.

After shopping in the department store, Jiayang was going to the jewelry store. In front of Katia's door, I grabbed him: "I'm so hungry, I'm going to KFC." "Turn around and come out, okay?" "No." "please." "Be careful to really become a housewife." "I'm happy." I was half pushed and half hugged by him and pulled in. The waiter was very enthusiastic when he saw the glamorous Jiayang. He looked at me like an ugly duckling riding with Prince Charming, so he had to be skeptical but greeted patiently. Isn't this just that dogs look down on people?

Jiayang carefully selects the necklace. I sat on the high chair and looked carefully at my fingernails. I think this is something I've been prepared for.Money, because of this, we are connected, but it is also the distance between us.Since getting along, I have been careful, but today I suddenly appeared. "Phoebe, I want to give you this. Come and see, do you like it?" "This one is also good, you have a small face, it's best to wear this thin one. "Come and see." I don't move.He finally looked at me and said with a smile, "Come here." "I'm hungry."

"Buy a necklace, let's go to dinner." "I'm, very hungry now," I said, "I don't want the necklace." He came over and put his hand on my shoulder, as if he wanted to say something. I am not good at coaxing this beloved girl, and I also know that money is involved and it is a sensitive matter for us. What I can't tell is that from last night until today, I've been a little messed up, and I want to somehow get a little more security. I said, "I want you to be happy." Jiayang said to me, I want you to be happy. I looked at his face, as if it was the same as when I first saw him, gentle and slightly sad, my heart was like being whipped by a thin but hard whip, but I don’t want to show tenderness here , I just put my hand on the back of his hand on my shoulder, and I said: "I am happy with you."

"I'm so hungry, shall we go? If I want a necklace, I'll tell you and ask you to buy it for me." "Okay." He nodded. I got up and we left Katia looking for the nearest KFC.I swore in my heart that I would never say a harsh word to him again. I have always been a vulgar person, with vulgar tastes and pleasures. I like to eat chicken leg burgers and old Beijing chicken rolls with scallions, and if I accidentally spill the sauce, I will lick my fingers clean. While eating a milkshake, Jiayang said to me: "You will become a great translator in the future, don't do that at state banquets."

"What? Do you dislike me?" "Yes indeed." I crooked my nose and laughed. We sat in the window seat of KFC, the late autumn sun shone on us through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making us feel warm and lazy, Jiayang reached out and wiped a small speck of soy sauce from my mouth. This moment makes people linger. Someone tapped lightly on the window in front of us. The person who came was Mr. Liu, who waved to me outside, and then opened the door to come in.I sat and shook hands with him. "Hi, what a coincidence." "Yeah. I passed by outside, and it seems to be you."

His car was parked outside and I asked, "Are you alone? No one is waiting for you?" "Not in a hurry." I know you are a human being, you are not in a hurry, I am in a hurry. "Jiayang, why don't you introduce yourself?" Liu looked at Qiao Fei with great interest. "I'm Cheng Jiayang's friend." Fei said by herself. I look at her. "Me too. My surname is Liu." She nodded: "Hello." "I think the lady looks very familiar." "It's possible. The world is small." She stood up. "I'm going to the bathroom."

Fei walked around the corner of the hall and disappeared. Mr. Liu asked me: "A friend, not a girlfriend?" I couldn't answer him, and I was also thinking about what Fei said. Liu patted me on the shoulder: "Let's go. Contact me when you have time, let's go out to the party together." Fee came back after a while, and her ice cream turned into thick juice. She stirred it with a spoon: "Go and buy me another bucket." "Don't eat it, you will get fat." "Humph." She squinted at me. woman, woman. "Let's go. I'm a little tired." We leave KFC, I drive and we hit the road.All the way without words.I don't care about the atmosphere right now, I just think about what she said to Mr. Liu, she is my friend. It is still Saturday afternoon, and as usual, we still have most of the weekend to spend together.But I drove the car to her school, and I said, "I just remembered that I have to go home to do some errands, so you go back to school first." Fee, still holding the underwear I just bought for her, sat quietly for a while.Then look at me: "Cut, I didn't say it earlier. My classmate even invited me to play in the reservoir." "I forgot." "Okay. Then you call me." "Ok." She got out of the car and bounced towards the dormitory.I'll just drive away. When I returned to my home in the suburbs, my parents were not there, and Jia Ming played a movie in the small side hall. It's an old film by Stephen Chow. The jerky Tang Seng said to the Monkey King: "You want it? Wukong, if you want it, just talk. If you don't tell me, how do I know you want it? Look at me sincerely, but you still have to tell me what you want. Do you really want it? Then take it! You don’t really want it, do you? Do you really want it..." I went into my room, poured a glass of water, and opened the window.The almond tree in our yard grows past the second-story windows, and its golden leaves float into my room. Regret leaving her at this time. Why didn't I tell her I was upset? I went back to the bedroom, soaked the newly bought underwear in hot water, washed them, and hung them on the balcony.I made some hot juice and took a few sips to warm my stomach.I've been feeling cold ever since. I know this son and brother friend of Jiayang.He was also a young guest with a lot of money in "Allure". The world is small, and for good reason. Of course he recognized me, chased to the outside of the bathroom, grabbed my arm: "Feifei, aren't you not going to show?" "If you make a move, my name is Cheng Jiayang." The man was confident: "I saw you and Cheng Jiayang in the dance hall a long time ago, and thought I was wrong." Really, I thought I escaped that time. "Your name is Cheng Jiayang? How about I call him, let's end this case." "Be reasonable, Mr. Liu. Are you such a mess?" The man stretched out his fingers to curl my hair: "After you leave, no one will tell jokes anymore." "Get out of the way." "Okay. But you have to call me." He stuffed the business card into my bag.After walking a few steps, I was breathing a sigh of relief when he turned back again, "How is Cheng Er better than me?" "Haha, I'll laugh when you say it again." I said bitterly. He pushed my forehead with his index finger and the back of my head hit the wall. I washed my hands at KFC for a long time, and I feel really unlucky, but I can't embarrass Cheng Jiayang, and I don't want him to argue with anyone because of me, I will be careful in the future. But the heart of this noble man is the wind that turns around in autumn.After I came out, he changed his face.What did I say that offended him? To be fair, Cheng Jiayang does not have the arrogance and weirdness of a dude, but I think there are some things in his bones that cannot be concealed by the demeanor and temperament of intentional practice.For example, his confidence, pride, and sensitivity.All these underlying elements of his character, these opposite elements of mine, disturbed me. When Bobo came back from the shower, he saw me lying on the bed looking up at the sky, and felt quite strange. "Hey, are you here? Didn't you go to a relative's house?" I got up in a jerk: "Oh, you just washed it clean, and your fortune-telling is the most accurate now. Help me see if I have something wrong this weekend." She turned on the computer and operated the fortune-telling software: "Wow, Qiao Fei, it's okay, you are allowed to graduate by the teacher." I fell. I didn't see Cheng Jiayang for a while, and I didn't call him.In the French intensive reading class, the teacher recommended François Sagan's book "Hello, Sadness". It is about a pair of father and daughter who lived their own ridiculous lives. After experiencing the changes in their lives, they both thought that they could change their past mistakes, but in the end they still continued their previous lives. nature. I studied hard and did my homework, and I met a French female student named Oude Ferrandi, who came from Montpellier, a French city near the Mediterranean Sea.We take exchange courses and help each other learn French and Chinese. Ode talked about her hometown, the blue sea, the blue sky, the yellow sand beach, the freshest and purest air, the tallest palms, the dark and beautiful Mediterranean people, who speak French with a strong ending, which makes people yearn for. "Phi, if you want to study abroad, this is the best choice." "I totally agree," I said.But for me, the economy is an issue. I am already a junior at this time, and I will graduate in a year and a half.If, I can also get a good opportunity, if, I can also study abroad, although I may not be as good as Cheng Jiayang, but I may also become a good translator. Cheng Jiayang, Cheng Jiayang. what is he doing I made an appointment with Wen Xiaohua at a suitable time and made certain preparations, and I went on her show. Before the broadcast, you need to make up, powder, and paint your mouth.I'm in a slump, and I'm at the mercy of the makeup artist.Wen Xiaohua came to see me, "Why don't you seem very happy today?" "Where is it?" "There is no best." This girl is even more beautiful in the spotlight, asking sensitive and interesting questions persuasively, giving people steps with understanding, the demeanor of a champagne lady. "But you will encounter problems that you can't figure out, right?" "certainly." "For example?" "Once, a foreigner talked with the leader about Peronism in Argentina. The word is not a new word, but I don't understand the gist. After three sentences, they left the topic. I think it's because I didn't translate it well." "Does this happen often?" "Not much. Do better next time than last time, and gradually make up for the shortcomings." "What hobbies does the translator have?" Wen Xiaohua wanted to change the topic to a lighter one. "Reading, smoking, traveling." "You travel the most." "You're talking about work. Flying, going to another place. I'm talking about traveling. Playing, chatting, no need to speak foreign languages." "Have you almost traveled the world? What's your favorite place?" I thought about it: "Dalian." I went back to the dormitory after evening self-study, I was hungry, and wanted to buy a Mala Tang at the Sichuan flavor stall in the cafeteria. I said to the master: "No tofu skin, put more seaweed, more chili, chili." At another stall, Xiao Dan ordered a black rice porridge. When she was looking for a seat with a tray, she called out to me: "Look, look, Cheng Jiayang." A chat program is being broadcast on the TV in the cafeteria. Senior translator Cheng Jiayang is the guest of this episode. He mentioned it to me. On camera, he looks a bit like a young Taiwanese actor Wenxuan Chao, very elegant. I smiled with my mouth crooked, a little bit of obscenity in my head, I thought, I've seen this man when he was naked. The beautiful host asked him which place he liked the most. He said, Dalian. I quickly said to the master: "Did you put the chili pepper? No? Then I don't want it. I'm afraid of getting pimples on my face." After I finished eating Malatang, I called Cheng Jiayang when I returned to the dormitory. If he doesn't call me, I will call him.no big deal. The show is over and I'm ready to leave. Wen Xiaohua came to me: "Thank you. This episode is very exciting." "Small things." "Are you free to go out for tea?" "OK." "when?" "Huh?" I looked at her.The heavy makeup on her face has not been removed, and her dark eyes are like deep pools. "Huh, what? I'm dating you." She was so blunt that I was almost powerless.Fortunately, the phone rang at this time, and I said, "I'm sorry, I'll answer a call first." The effect was not very clear, and the battery was running low. The director called: "Jiayang, the old Yao's child is seriously ill. Tomorrow, you will visit France on his behalf for the Strasbourg Sino-French mayors' round table meeting. Now make preparations." "No discussion?" "The military order is like a mountain, and the flight will be at ten o'clock tomorrow morning." "Hello, hello?" I still need to discuss, the phone screen is black. Wen Xiaohua looked at me: "What?" "Urgent mission, visit tomorrow. Sorry." Wen Xiaohua shook his head: "It doesn't matter. Your complexion is not good, you should pay attention to your body." The woman's words made people warm. I shook her hand and said thank you and see you later.Drive home and pack your luggage. Parents don't know where in the world they are at this time, and Jiaming is not at home.I packed the case and put a new battery in the phone.On the color screen was a picture of Fee. I haven't seen her for more than half a month. Just now I remembered our short trip in Dalian on the show, and when I answered, I wondered if she was watching this show, and would she think of this trip. She never calls me. But it doesn't matter, I'll call her. Dial the number, the sound of the computer. The person you are dialing is switched off. Sitting on the plane, some things just don't come to mind: why I sent her back to school that weekend, why I was mad at her. The long westward flight makes people's memories sink and float in loneliness.Sometimes I sleep for a while, and when I open my eyes, I just miss it. I sent the phone to be repaired, and the boss said, "Miss, you might as well buy a new one." "Can't it be fixed?" "It's all broken." The relationship is not satisfactory, the academic performance has declined, and now I have to lose money.Which great god did I recruit? I called Cheng Jiayang that day, but his cell phone was turned off.I thought he might have run out of battery, so I waited on the balcony for a while, trying to call him again. I lifted the cover, pressed the button, and dialed the number. I thought I was cool with one hand. My PHS dropped to the downstairs of the dormitory. I! ·#￥%…—* Bobo made some calculations and said, "That's the only way." "what?" "You change your phone." "You didn't say anything." "Listen to me. Change the phone number, this is the basic method of transfer." "is that useful?" "I failed the political economics exam last time, and I lost the gold necklace. After I changed my mobile phone number, I passed the make-up exam, and the necklace was found in my boots." I don't know whether to believe it or not.But spending money to buy a new mobile phone is for sure.I chose a white one, not too expensive, not too cheap, small.I changed to a new number, 8 and 9 are both a lot, I hope this will have good luck.Send text messages, call everyone, and notify them of the new number. I asked Wu Xiaochao: "Do you know where Cheng Jiayang has gone? I called him but no one answered." "You don't know, how can I know? Go on a business trip, his brother, and travel around the world." "He didn't change his number?" "Anyway, the one I have here is the original one." I feel a little relieved and move on with my life. It was getting cold quickly, and finally the first heavy snow fell in this city.I was taking an English test. Cheng Jiayang and I haven't seen each other for a month. It's the end of the term again, as usual, I plan to work here first, and then go home when the Chinese New Year is approaching. Ode is very addicted to cigarettes. After class, she smoked one after another. She said in Chinese: "How should I put it, it's like eating an apple." Finally, I asked her for one, and I sucked it into my lungs honestly, choking and coughing.She patted me on the back: "Oh, look at you, trying to be brave." I laughed: "Who did you learn these words from?" "Small, drizzle." "I'll try again." That's how I learned to smoke. That night when I came out of the library, I felt cold, so I tightened the collar of my clothes and went back to the dormitory.He hummed and sang an old song by Tsai Chin: "It's a pity, my heart is too anxious, and we are so eager to be together, we don't leave any gaps between each other..." Someone called me in the dark: "Phi." Who would call my name like that? I turned around, it was Cheng Jiayang classmate.He was standing next to his car and I couldn't see his face clearly. "I just got back from France. You changed your phone?" I nodded: "I called you a few times." "I left in a hurry. There were too many things to do when I got there, so I didn't contact you." "...Ah. I also have a final exam. I didn't do very well on the extensive reading test this afternoon." "..." When we talked, we maintained our original distance and didn't take a step forward. "Is there anything else?" I asked, "I'm going back to my dorm." I regret it when I finish. But the dry and hard words have been uttered, and there is no room for maneuver. How has Jiayang treated me since I met him?When I came back from a business trip, I treated him like this.Is there a heartless person like me? But at this time, I was clumsy with words, and there was a despicable feeling of revenge in my heart. In principle, I'm not a good person.I was upset. "It's all right. I'm leaving then." He turned around, reached out, and opened the door. I walked over quickly and hugged him from behind. His hand was on mine, and it was hot. I turned him around and touched his forehead and cheek. "Why do you have a fever?" "No wonder it feels cold." "What's wrong with you?" I patted his shoulder. "Don't take advantage of others." "Stupid idiot." My mouth was blocked by him all of a sudden, and my lips and tongue were entangled. I could hardly breathe, so I pushed him away: "You want to infect me?" "I just had a fever, and it's not contagious yet." We leaned on each other's foreheads, and I felt his warm breath. "No one takes care of me, sister." I touched his face: "Let's go back." "I really have a fever and my eyes are sore." My fingers are wet. We returned to our hut in the China Travel Service Building.Jiayang was half lying on the bed in his cotton pajamas and eating the eggs stewed in brown sugar water that I cooked for him. "taste good or not?" "Hmm. Delicious." He replied, but suddenly raised his head, "I feel something is wrong." "What's wrong?" I look at him.His face became redder and more lovely because of the fever. "Are you sure this is for people with a fever?" "almost." "Isn't it confinement?" Hey, he really has a bit of common sense. Now that I think about it, the neighbor’s aunt’s daughter just gave birth to a baby, and my mother cooked this for her. "No, how could I make such a low-level mistake? Haha." I said with a smile. "Oh." He believed it, and then ate it up. Jiayang lay on the bed sweating, and I tucked him in the quilt. He grabbed my hand: "Phi..." "What are you doing?" I turned my face inexplicably, disappeared for so long, didn't even call her, came back exhausted, and let this girl take care of me like this. Is there a heartless person like me? I held her hand and wanted to say sorry. Can't say it.I said to myself, in the future, I should treat her well. "What are you doing? Hesitating." She stroked my hair. "Go and look through my suitcase, I brought you the three new translation textbooks in Paris." "Oh yeah!" She ran out quickly. This is how simple and joyful she is.