Chapter 3 third chapter

That afternoon, he flew to Tokyo with her. He gave her a box of clothes. She thought it was a set of pajamas, but when she opened it, she found that it was a pair of tight black leather pants. She laughed in horror, how could she wear it. He told her to lie down, brought a watering can, and sprayed some water on the small parts. After the leather was wet, it could be stretched a little wider, and gradually closed the zipper inch by inch. "I can't breathe!" she complained. "Okay, don't worry." "It's like being punished." The leather pants cling to the calf, like a layer of shiny skin.

Then, he asked her to put on heavy makeup, loosen her hair, and walk downtown with him. He was still wearing a white shirt and blue trousers, and he looked like a student dragging a warbler. In the evening, the goddesses of the night on the street cast envious glances at her, as if envious of her finding a good guest. He and she were standing on the street eating beef noodles. "I thought you didn't like Tokyo, but you look Japanese here." The young man smiled. "Can you speak Japanese?" He spoke softly in her ear, the voice was soft and lingering, she couldn't understand, but one ear was hot.

After a while she asked, "What are you talking about?" "Summer sale, 20% to 50% discount on all items, guests will return with a full load." He pointed to the notice in the department store opposite. Ai Lian froze, and couldn't help laughing, from this we can see that it is not what to say, but how to say it that is most important. It's not easy to make her laugh. She reached out to touch his face, "I really don't mind staying with you forever." The young man put his arms around her waist, no, no one is willing to be a businessman for the rest of his life.

She was amazed that time passed so quickly, and she was willing to continue to enjoy the feeling of stepping on the clouds with her feet. "Come with me to San Francisco." "I'm tired today, let's talk about it tomorrow." She bought a gold watch for him, and he opened it to look at it, and returned it to her, "I only wear Timas." She is still hesitating. He called to her: "Come here, the satin sheets are very soft." In San Francisco, they lived in her apartment. In the morning, she was standing on the terrace in a bathrobe looking at the Golden Gate Bridge. When she heard him bring out coffee, she turned her head and said, "I've never been so happy before."

He didn't say a word, just sat beside her gently. That night, when the two of them went out to eat, the waiter just served the lobster soup, when suddenly, the crystal lamp kept shaking, the lights flickered on and off, and the tables and chairs vibrated, everyone was stunned. The young man shouted in a low voice: "Earthquake!" Immediately pull the female partner to hide under the stage. It was just a slight earthquake, but all the decorations on the wall fell off and fell to the ground, and the customers were panicked. The young man took off his coat to cover her head, and leaned his whole body on top of her.

The shock stopped, everyone got out one after another, and she let out a breath. Looking at him, she asked, "You're not worried about your own safety." He replied, "Take care of women and children first." She has nothing to say. No one has ever cared so much about her. They took a walk into the street. At the entrance of the nightclub, there are gorgeous women who see the opposite sex passing by, and take off their raincoats, telling them to see the nudity, "Come in, watch for free for one minute, free for one minute." "Is this a striptease?" she asked.

The forehead of the young man. "I've never seen it." "These are not good-looking. The dancer has pinholes on her body. If there is a chance, I will accompany you to watch a more noble performance." She was surprised, "Erotic performances are also layered?" He smiled, "There are eighteen streams, and the highest level is called art." She sighed deeply, "I know too little." "Do you know how to kiss in the wind?" The wind in San Francisco is cold and strong, and couples really need to hug. Even during his travels, he carried simple sports equipment.

He has a horizontal bar. He carried her up and told her to hold it with both hands. When he let it go, she yelled. Time really seems to go back to twenty years ago. These are the years to buy back. She couldn't help asking him: "If this is your falsehood, what is your true love like?" He didn't want to answer, he had no real feelings at all. The guests are all like this, and as the days go by, they will inevitably investigate the issue of authenticity. She leaned on his chest, "How beautiful your skin is." Many guests have said that. But this customer named Li Biru is quite special, she has a certain respect for people, and, because she is really rich, she never mentions money.

He likes her. The next day, she said to him: "I want you to accompany me to see my eldest son Weiyan." The young man raised an eyebrow. He was a little surprised, but he didn't show it in his words. "I'll drive you off." He is the best playmate. He knows the road network of major cities all over the world and can speak all languages. She looked at him, "Wei Yan has nothing to do with his father. Over the years, only I have sympathized with him." The young man does not speak. Xie Weiyan lives in the center of the city. The house is very special. It is converted from a warehouse and directly accessed by a freight elevator. The artist likes this kind of unique residence, and the interior decoration is meticulous.

Xie Weiyan is handsome and handsome, and has already prepared refreshments to greet his mother. After the pleasantries, he showed them his latest printmaking. At this moment, the elevator door opened and a blond man entered. Xie Weiyan introduced very generously: "My roommate Peter Johnson." The blond man smiled all over his face: "Welcome." He handed the bouquet to Xie Weiyan with one hand, and opened the cake he had brought back to entertain the guests with the other. Young people chatted with them about the trend of art trends, which was quite speculative. Didn't say goodbye until dinner time.

Xie Weiyan sent his mother to the door, "Mom, come see me more, I miss you often." Tears welled up in his mother's eyelashes. In the car, she said dejectedly, "You understand." After a while, the young man asked back, "Understand what?" "My son has a special hobby." The young man smiled, "In San Francisco, this is considered a normal relationship." "You can tell a joke." The young man was silent. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask you to bear my troubles." "It doesn't matter." "His father hated him." Young people were unable to comment. "So blame me, our relationship is getting worse every day, and we are close to fire and water." However, they do not want to divorce. Sure enough, she said in a low voice, "We got married in California, and when we broke up, we stipulated that half of the property should be divided. Some properties were left by my late father. I really can't bear to sell them." Listening to customers complain is also part of the job. Back at the apartment, he poured her a glass of white wine. "It tastes great." The young man laughed, "The local cypress shells in the suburbs." She stared at him, "You're so smart." "Shh, let's dance." They went back in a day. After getting off the plane, we went home separately to settle our luggage. As soon as she entered, she smelled acrid and pungent cigar smoke. Of course she knew who was coming. Frowning, she ordered the servants to open all the windows. Then, she heard her husband in name, Xie Rudun, burst out these words from between his teeth - "Li Biru, I never thought you would be so cheap!" She dumped his cigar and ashtray into the trash can, and said coldly: "I have something to say to my lawyer." Xie Rudun threw a large stack of photos on the coffee table. She picked it up and looked at it. The photo was taken very well, without feeling obscene, the person in the photo looked very young, not like a middle-aged woman, Li Biru couldn't help smiling. "You have no shame." Li Biru replied: "To each other." "You actually spend money to buy someone to accompany you, you hire a prostitute." Li Biru sat down without raising her head, "That's just learning from you." "You are too outrageous, the Xie and Li families lose face." "When you're done talking, please open the door." "Li Biru, you will be ruined." She was stunned, then suddenly smiled, she remembered that she had persuaded him in the same way back then, but the social norms were different, he could only get richer and more successful. She couldn't help but waved her hand, gesturing as if to chase away flies, "Don't bother." She only knew one thing at the moment, he made her happy. "Li Biru, I want to break up with you!" She looked up and saw him, a middle-aged man with a bald head and freckles on his face, his silk shirt collar was unbuttoned, his face, neck, and neckline were tanned by golf, but pale where he couldn't get the sun. It was bloodless, like dead flesh. Ugly, really ugly, like an anthropomorphic toad, with a life buoy hanging on its belly, which cannot be covered by a suit no matter how well cut it is. In recent years, he had to follow the example of the fat lady and try to wear black clothes as much as possible. She looked at him contemptuously. It's hard for those beautiful young women to serve such people for a little profit. This is really the saddest transaction in the world. She said calmly, "If you want a divorce, you can register with a lawyer." Xie Rudun sneered, "It's your money that those bastards are looking at!" She felt as if she had been punched in the chest, resisting the pain, and said calmly, "Fortunately, I still have money." Xie Rudun suddenly laughed like a wild wolf, "You want to imitate me? You are a woman, you can't do it." He wanted to stand up after saying this, but the sofa was too soft and deep, he was big and heavy, nestled in the seat cushion, unable to support his arms, showing his old age. They really thought they wouldn't grow old, men don't have menopause, men's fifty is the golden age... She sneered. It's ridiculous that some women who worship money and power can't stop boasting that they are romantic and unrestrained, and they are not affected by the time limit. Ask them to take off their clothes and see if the rotten cotton-like flesh is still hanging down like rags. The muscles have no elasticity, the tentacles are sunken, and no amount of wealth can remedy it. Her voice was very soft, "What's the difference with you? You're old too." Xie Rudun restrained his arrogance and overbearing, fell silent, and said after a while: "Li Biru, I will not let you go." She sighed, "I am not your enemy. Over the years, I have brought property and children, so what can I do to you?" "You don't obey women." "I am human and I have a right to the pursuit of happiness." "That's just drinking poison to quench thirst." "Really," she opened the door for him, "I don't know if there is any antidote, if you find it, please let me know." He was tired and staggered a little. He raised his head and walked out the door. She was also too tired to speak, covering her face with her hands, and tears gradually flowed from between her fingers, soaking her palms. Twenty-five years ago, Xie Rudun was also a strong young man. He was not very handsome, but he was full of vigor and masculinity. He always wore white shirts and khaki pants. He was willing to endure hardships, worked hard, and was sincere. he. However, the moon will be full and human nature will change. Today's Xie Rudun is domineering, greedy and ruthless. The years don't know where they will go. Over the years, her life has been infinitely bitter and infinitely tender. She stumbled into the room and fell on the bed. The young man's phone was never connected, and no one answered the private number Li Biru gave him. The phone was on the rug beside her bed, and the ringer was tuned so low that it sounded like a baby whimpering. She was really tired, and the kind of tiredness that came from the bottom of her heart made her feel that it was not too bad to not be able to sleep. She buried her head in the pillow. The young man had to put down the phone after a while. A moment later the phone rang again. The young man answered quickly. There was a string of silver bell-like laughter. The young man breathed a sigh of relief, "Director, hello." "Xiaowen, please stay safe." "Tory, how are you doing?" "The new house is open." "congratulations." The director smiled coquettishly, "However, it's a change of soup but not medicine." "What's the name of the treasure?" "Auntie Meijiao Travel Agency." The young man didn't hear clearly, "What?" "Beauty means pretty, Jiao means pretty. Auntie means softness. Do you think it sounds good? It's the brainchild of a famous artist." "Which celebrity?" "A famous writer." The young man snorted and laughed, "So it's a reptile." The director didn't take it seriously, "Why are you vilifying other people's occupations? Everyone has two names for everything. You are an escort, and I am an introducer. If you want to call it ugly, I am—" "Okay, okay." The young man begged for mercy. The director asked, "Does the name sound good?" "Excellent, but it seems more suitable for male guests." The director was silent for a moment, "No, I won't be a male guest." "why?" "Jude." "This reason is very fresh." "Being a female guest is very different from being a male guest. At this moment, I don't feel wronged in my conscience to solve the troubles of lonely and needy women." The young man couldn't help laughing. The director continued: "I will not send sheep to tigers." The young man laughed: "I don't look good, I don't look like a sheep." "Is Ms. Li Biru satisfied?" "Well, you also know her real name." "It's not difficult to inquire. Now the guests don't deliberately hide their identities anymore. Anyway, the money is in their own hands, so what are you afraid of?" Suddenly the young man said, "Money is really a deodorant." The director giggled, "That's okay. Even if you have body odor and rotten mouth, and you used to have sores all over your body, now that you have money, it will be wiped out. All diseases will disappear." "It's no wonder everyone is desperate for money." "Who said no." The director sighed. "I'll come to the company tomorrow afternoon." "Wait a minute, Xiaowen." "What else is there?" "I have a guest who wants to see you." "I have an appointment with Ms. Li." "You don't have to be so chaste." "During this time—" "Everyone is a guest, I don't want to offend anyone, they just want to see you." The young man hesitated, "Where is the date?" "Don't worry, I won't ask you to wait for someone in the back alley of the no-care zone in the early morning. It's a flower shop in a big hotel." The young man agreed to go for a walk. The flower shop is small, but it is colorful and fragrant. When the female shop assistant saw a handsome young man walking in, she hurried forward to greet him. "What flowers do you choose, Mister?" Somehow, his face flushed red first. "White fragrant flowers." "There just happens to be a bunch of lilies of the valley here." The small bunches are only the size of a palm, and foreigners call this flower Lily of the Valley, and the small white flower the size of a fingernail looks like a bell. The clerk wrapped it in soft paper for him. Young man pays cash. Suddenly he felt someone was watching him. The flower shop is surrounded by large glass, which is completely transparent. Someone stands outside the glass and looks at him carefully, like a greedy child looking at the candy in the glass bottle. Candy still only wears a white cotton T-shirt and blue trousers today, with his coat draped over his shoulders. Holding the flowers, he raised his head, smiled at the lady, pointed to his chest, and pushed open the glass door to come out. The lady stared at him with a hint of desolation on her pale, thin face. She asked, "You are Chinese." He handed her the flowers, "Call me Xiaowen." She took the flowers, her eyes were extremely impatient, she stretched out her other hand, and pressed it to his chest. The young man hurriedly stopped halfway, shook her hand and let it go. She returned the flowers to him, "When are you free?" "Please contact the travel agency." "Okay," she said, "I'll do that." Without saying a word, she turned around and left. Looks like an old hand. The young man laughed and was about to leave when suddenly a figure flashed and someone rushed towards him. The man raised his hand, and the young man reacted extremely quickly, grabbing his coat to cover his head and face, and in a flash, the man had already fled. The young man smelled a corrosive smell, and someone screamed, and he hurriedly escaped through the horizontal door before the hotel guards arrived. That coat saved him. A few spots of solvent splashed on the arm had eroded the muscles, but after the doctor's diagnosis and treatment, it was finally all right. The doctor is an acquaintance, and he gently said to him: "When you walk in the future, look left and right, and see who is behind you." The young man nodded. The director rushed to the infirmary after receiving the report, took a look at the young man's face, and saw that the young man's face was unharmed. He breathed a sigh of relief, then lit a cigarette, took a puff, and came to check the injury. She didn't speak, just put out her cigarette and left. The doctor smiled, "She will find someone to settle the score." The young man didn't speak until this time, and what's more, he talked about topics that had nothing to do with him: "In fact, she also earns enough. In this industry, no one earns more than her. She can retire long ago. Why bother?" Hard." The doctor replied: "What will you do after you retire? Open a kindergarten?" "Retirement is doing nothing." "She will be bored. It's a pity not to do the job she is so good at." That day, the young man asked Li Biru for leave. "I'll make it up to you one day." "Ah, it's okay, I plan to talk to you about contract renewal." "It's too early to say, let's talk about it at that time, maybe, when the contract is close to the end, you have a different mind. He was so tired that he fell asleep. He woke up not long after, the injured part of his arm was burning with pain, he opened the gauze and saw that the blood had dried up, leaving only a few black holes, which was very scary. He patiently took painkillers. While listening to music, he pondered who, who would want his dog's life. At this time, he heard a commotion outside the door. He goes to open the door. It's the administrator, "Mr. Shi, this lady is holding a bunch of keys and trying each item outside your door, saying that she is your friend and wants to come in to get something back." Standing behind the administrator was Xie Weixing, looking a bit embarrassed, don't turn your face away, don't look at him. The administrator urged: "Mr. Shi, if you don't know her, I will report to the police station immediately." "Wait a minute, she is indeed my friend, she mixed up the collar keys, please." He tipped him. The administrator let go of Xie Weixing's hand and left immediately. The young man looked at Xie Weixing and suddenly smiled. She glared at him, "What are you laughing at?" "Laughing, you really lived up to the good name your parents gave you. Your great deeds are nothing but stealing." Xie Weixing got angry, turned around and left. The young man stopped her, "Didn't you try everything possible to get in?" She stops. "There's nothing in the room, you can go in and look around, so that you can die." "Is there any coffee?" "That's true." The kitchen was full of food, especially all kinds of wine, and boxes were placed on the floor. Xie Weixing picked out a bottle of Chianti, poured himself a drink, and found various sausages in the refrigerator, which he immediately used to sandwich bread. While chewing, she said, "You can hang it on my mother's tent." The young man shook his head and sighed, "Why take it as your own responsibility to hurt others." Xie Weixing didn't take it seriously, "You are not the kind of person who will be hurt." He pulled her into the living room, opened all the drawers, and found nothing. Let her enter the room to check again. There are only simple clothes in the closet, and there is a newspaper on the bedside table, that's all. Xie Weixing was amazed, everyone has external objects, and it is really an art to keep the amount of debris so low. "Have you seen enough? You can go." "Well, you don't even have a bookshelf, so it's no wonder that you don't need to be literate to do your job." He carried her to the door, "Goodbye." "My handbag leaked in your living room." The young man said, "Nonsense, why are you carrying a handbag?" "I'm infinitely curious about you, let's talk about it." "There are many addresses and phone numbers of travel agencies in the Yellow Pages phone book, and you will definitely be satisfied." "Hey, you should be humble to women, why call me alone?" "Don't let me see you again." "You will see me." Xie Weixing said stubbornly. The door is closed. As soon as the young man turned around, he saw a small shiny silver-red backpack with a famous brand on the sofa. Last time I missed a shoe, this time it was a handbag. This is called stealing chickens without losing money. This hateful and poor girl, she is more lonely than her mother. The young man touched his slightly sore temple. Wash off the heavy makeup on her face, maybe she has the same downcast look as her mother. Middle-aged women always try to make their faces whiter. Sometimes the powder is too thick and dull, like a wall, but younger women like to put yellow powder on their faces. The color of rouge is earthy, which is terrible. Women It would be nice to give up cosmetics. He picked up the small backpack, and the contents of the backpack fell out. A little cash, some credit cards, and a mirror. The name on the credit card is Li Biru. This daughter looks like she will be dependent on her mother for the rest of her life, and she will not and does not need to be independent. The phone rang. At first there was no sound, and then someone said in a low voice: "I want to see you." The young man replied, "I'm fine." "The director said you were in a bad mood after your injury." "She's so redundant, why tell you such a trivial matter." "No, I should know." "I'll pick you up." "I'm just downstairs from you." "Yes, I'll come down right away." Every woman feels she is privileged over others. Often happy quietly, appearing downstairs. Fortunately, there were no other guests upstairs, otherwise, she would be the one to suffer. A connoisseur went to open the door in the middle of the night, and there were people standing outside the door, who had to let her in. She saw his old parents, younger brothers and younger sisters in a crowd, and then she realized that the other party was also alone. . After hearing this story, the young man decided to move house once a year, so that the house would never hoard sundries, so that he could pack up and leave at any time. Too many people already know where he lives. He beckoned her to come up and poured out tea. She was lying lazily on the big sofa. She asked: "You use Shi Xiaowen's name to live in the building?" "yes." "Is that your real name?" "What do you say?" "I'm afraid Shi Xiaowen is not your real name either." The young man smiled, this guest is really strange, researching his real name at this moment. "What did your parents call you when you were born?" "younger brother." She laughed, thinking it was very funny. After drinking two glasses, she said, "The director told you to move." The young man nodded. "She thought my husband was a suspect." The young man was startled. "It's not because of taboos, but because of fear of losing face." The young man was silent. After a while, she said softly: "Children's baby name is also called younger brother." Pause, "At the beginning, we were all younger sisters, or younger brothers. Then, in the world, we were forced to play different roles and work hard to perform. " "I volunteered," said the young man. She stroked his face, "It's a good thing to be able to think that way." He held her hand, "I'm on vacation today." "Who do you think I am!" "An ordinary woman." She sighed, "You're right, I'm alone too." Such sighs, it can be seen that they feel that outsiders do not regard them as human beings. He heard her say softly: "Xiaowen, whatever you want, within my ability, I can do it for you." In fact, her abilities are limited. She cannot make herself younger, nor can she make her husband love her, nor can she make her children obedient. Too much money is useless, money is not everything. It's a pity that people without money are not qualified to say such things. "Let me help you move." "Do you have a place ready?" "Yes, the address is very secret, if you don't tell it, no one will know." As long as there is an address, someone will know it. However, young people are not in the habit of pleading with guests. He earns their money and eats this food, so what qualifications does he have to correct Renguer's point of view. "Come here." She patted the place beside her. This situation is different, the young man smiled, and he also pointed to the empty seat next to him. She was a little helpless, but finally sat down gently beside him. She is not short, but her figure is too slender. She is indeed the best clothes hanger, but the opposite sex will make her thin. She rested her head on his shoulder, apparently reliving her girlish dreams. Beautiful, she believed that she lacked strong vitality even at a very young age. She asked, "What kind of woman do you like?" The young man smiled, "People who treat me well." "It's that simple?" She was surprised. "It's not good for me, no matter how good the conditions are, there is a ghost." She finally understood and laughed. "Moved, those girls can't find you." Her eyes fell on the pink backpack. The young man was silent. She asked again: "Is it nice to be young!" Sooner or later, they're going to ask silly things like that, and then get to the top, stare straight at their partner, and ask, "Do you love me?" This is done regardless of age. He stroked her silky hair, "Hey, we're wasting time here." The young man remembered his little girlfriend from the past, who had natural thick curly hair, and her face was full of broken circles, and her hair was never dried after washing, like seaweed, and he liked to bury his head in that warm hair and smell it aroma. However, now he is a person who has no choice, that memory has been buried in his heart for a long time, and he doesn't understand why he would think of things so long ago at this moment. He held her face up, she was always so tense and never knew how to relax, her skin was full of pimples, he tried to smooth it, but he never succeeded, if he tried harder, wheals would appear on the neck and back of the ear. He just had to be very patient. If you persuade her to drink, she will get drunk all of a sudden, don't say anything, just fall asleep, she is really a lady, even alcohol does not affect her gentle and gentle temperament. I have never been crazy in my life, and I have never done it for myself. The young man's three months were the best gift she gave herself, and it was already called the most presumptuous thing. He really started liking her. He moved the next day and only brought a few pieces of clothing with him.