Chapter 12 "Rumours" Six

On Christmas Eve, Mrs. Mo Wen Qingzhu and their daughter Mo Wenmei were indeed arranged by Lao Mo to go to Hong Kong for vacation, while Mo Xilun stayed in Beijing under the pretext of a work emergency. Lao Mo took Wu Fei first to Lufthansa's German beer hall and had dinner in a pretentious manner.When a large plate full of strangely shaped sausages came to the table, Mo Xilun's foot tentatively touched Wu Fei's foot under the table.Wu Fei remained calm on the surface, but asked the waiter for a large glass of their self-brewed beer.When the wine came, she raised the wine glass and held the corner of Lao Mo's mouth, and said with a smile, "Merry xmas!"

"You are so beautiful when you smile." Old Mo looked at Wu Fei in a dignified manner under the dim light, his expression was almost kind, and the two feet under the table couldn't stand it any longer, and they stretched out together to clamp Wu Fei's feet in the middle . Wu Fei pretended not to pay attention, raised the beer and drank it down.The beer glass was huge, and Wu Fei's process of "drinking it all in one gulp" was very long, enough to turn her mind upside down several times.Lao Mo didn't stop her and watched her finish drinking. Filipino musicians began to sing, and when Wu Fei drank the seventh cup, they were singing "now and forever" when the lights in the audience suddenly dimmed halfway. With a sense of fate, she decided to indulge.Yes, everyone has a moment in their life when they want to indulge themselves. After the seventh glass of beer on Christmas Eve that year, Wu Fei felt that it was the best time for her to finally indulge herself. .

The twisting scene in Shanghai before was reversed at the right time. Being reserved and not kissing does not mean that she can always be innocent. Wu Fei finally started to entangle with Lao Mo under her feet, and she acted flirtatiously as soon as she made a move. It seems that I have secretly practiced many times, how to put it and how to fit the size. Mo Xilun's expression became blurred following the movements under his feet. Wu Fei looked excited, took advantage of the victory and pursued, deliberately teasingly held up the cut sausage in front of him, saying that he wanted to feed Mo Xilun, but in the end both of them made a mess. His face was oily, the sausage didn't reach his mouth, and the feet under the table got tighter and tighter.

While hooking, Wu Fei suddenly dropped the knife, fork and palm nut, hiccupped and sighed, "Why does Christmas always have a lovesick feeling, which makes people so fucking melancholy for no reason." Saying that, the soles of the feet were resolutely loosened.Mo Xilun couldn't figure it out, so he just stared at her and laughed dryly. Wu Fei also laughed, and while laughing, he swayed back and forth weightlessly, stretched out another finger to dig mustard, and then sucked the mustard-stained finger very carefully. , sucking diligently, halfway through sucking, it was so spicy by the mustard, she lay down on the table and coughed a few times, and when she looked up again, her eyes were already full of tears, Lihua looked at Mo Xilun with rain and cried again Laugh again.

Lao Mo hadn't seen such a situation for a long time, he couldn't hold it anymore, he stood there with a knife and fork in his hand, his mouth was pulled down, he couldn't tell how to deal with himself, so he could only say the most simple Saying "Let's go home." In fact, Wu Fei herself doesn't have much experience in this kind of thing. In her heart, she just wants to abandon herself at this moment, and forget about the girl next door who was forgotten on the street.When a girl is determined to indulge, there is always a self-taught nerve to turn into a flattery, coupled with alcohol anesthesia, the distance between simplicity and prostitution is not far away.

On the way to Lao Mo's house, neither of them spoke, as if waiting for a battle.Wu Fei was sitting in Lao Mo's car, leaning her head against the car window, looking up at the orange street lights on the side of the road flying past one after another.She squinted her eyes, and for some reason, she thought of Yang Xiaoning again. She remembered that on Christmas Eve one year, she and Yang Xiaoning had an awkward quarrel while having dinner for some reason. Although they reconciled on the surface, they felt a little creaky in their hearts.Later, the two said goodbye in a friendly manner.

After Wu Fei returned to the dormitory, she felt a little regretful, thinking that she shouldn't feel so uneasy on Christmas Eve, so she went downstairs to call Yang Xiaoning.As usual, she left a message on his pager, and at that time the message had to be manually serviced, so Wu Fei said to the lady at the pager, "From tomorrow onwards, I will never call you 117 again, say 'I love you '!" Yang Xiaoning's birthday is November 7th, and Wu Fei's birthday is January 17th. Lovers always exaggerate all normal phenomena infinitely, so the number "117" is of great significance to these two people. , leave "117" on each other's pagers every day, which means "together" - "we want to be together".

As a result, when the lady in Hutai was relaying the story that day, she didn’t know which link made a mistake, swallowed the last few keywords, and it became "From tomorrow onwards, I will never tell you 117 again." Early the next morning, Wu Fei was still asleep when she was awakened by a sudden knock on the door. Chen Lanlan, a classmate who was sleeping near the door, put on her clothes and got up sleepily to open the door. The son exclaimed and closed the door again, and then complained to Wu Fei, "Hurry up, I'm looking for you, hey, why did your family Yang Xiaoning come so early, why did the teacher on duty let him come up?!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Fei quickly got out of bed, put on her clothes quickly, wiped her face vigorously with a half-dry towel, combed her hair in front of the mirror twice, put on a scarf and ran out. Seeing her coming out, Yang Xiaoning hugged her tightly. Wu Fei leaned against his chest and felt a little puzzled. There were already some early-rising female students in the corridors of the dormitory, and they were usually not well dressed at this time. If a person openly embraces him in the corridor, he can't help but show envy and contempt in his heart. After being stared at for a few times, Yang Xiaoning felt embarrassed, and hurriedly dragged Wu Fei downstairs, and when passing by the duty room on the second floor, she still nodded and bowed to thank the teacher on duty.

"This young man is very honest, and he treats Wu Fei well!" The teacher on duty smiled and praised kindly, and explained to another teacher who had just come to take over the reason why she let Yang Xiaoning into the girls' dormitory early in the morning. After the two trotted all the way, ran out of the school gate, and arrived at Yang Xiaoning's car parked at the gate, he hurriedly asked: "why?" "Huh? Why?" Wu Fei was puzzled. When everything was explained, Yang Xiaoning was relieved.He turned around and hugged Wu Fei again. While stroking her hair gently, he whispered in her ear but struggling, "You scared me to death, you want to scare me to death!"

"Then you waited here all night yesterday?" Wu Fei suddenly realized. "It's okay! I borrowed a car from the company." Yang Xiaoning showed Wu Fei his honest "signature smile" "I'm sorry." Wu Fei blushed, pouted and smiled at Yang Xiaoning. "Oh, I thought you didn't want me anymore, I was scared to death! You don't want me!" Yang Xiaoning hugged Wu Fei and sighed happily, then looked up and down again, and suddenly said anxiously: "Why don't you wear clothes?" Socks? Go back, I'm going to catch a cold soon!" "I don't want to go!" Wu Fei coquettishly twisted it in his arms, and buried her face in his chest. "It's still early, go back and sleep for a while, I'll go back and rest for a while, wash my face, go to the work unit to say hello, I'll pick you up at noon, we go to the Dongdan stall to eat rice noodles and meat!" "Okay! There's also 'Ants Climbing Trees'!" Wu Fei cheered while hooking Yang Xiaoning's neck. After the quarrel, go to the Dongdan food stall to eat rice noodles and meat and "Ants Climb the Tree", which is Wu Fei and Yang Xiaoning's repertoire.Wu Fei ran back to the dormitory contentedly on the snowy Christmas morning. When she turned her head and waved to Yang Xiaoning again, she saw her footprints left on the snow that no one had stepped on in the early morning.For Wu Fei at that time, the ultimate sweetness was nothing more than this. It was also Christmas, which seemed to be very far away, but in fact it was only five years. "Will you spend Christmas with me all your life?" Wu Fei asked Yang Xiaoning at the food stall that day. "Does it need to be said? Not only this life, but also the next life, the next life, and many, many lives." Yang Xiaoning replied at that time, smiling honestly. Both of them were very happy, and they specially ordered a hot and sour soup. The strong stimulation in the soup helped them resist the cold of the season, and the days became calm in various interactions, which belonged to that era and age. happiness. Wu Fei thought of this scene again on the way home with Lao Mo, and couldn't help sighing out the window.Lao Mo saw that she was silent all the time, so he turned on the radio in the car, trying to dilute the little bit of embarrassment in the small space. I don’t know which one it is, but it still plays a sad song on Christmas Eve: “For you and I are blown by the cold wind, weep when I’m lonely, some people ask me right and wrong, say right and wrong, but who really cares about whom… ...I hope I will try to let go of the past, no matter how beautiful the past is, and don't hope that fate will end and still remain compassionate, although I used to think so, I really thought so..." Wu Fei suddenly felt that Lin Yilian's voice was actually in line with her impression of Christmas Eve. Coupled with the orange street lights, her eyes were a little sore and swollen, as if she hadn't gotten rid of the mustard infestation and worrying irritability just now.She rolled down the car window and sniffed the air outside the window vigorously. The air was desolate and cold, just like all Christmases. It seemed that after many lifetimes, there might not be any fresh improvement.