Chapter 9 round dance - 9

He has always been nice to me. I'm going to see the lawyer again to prepare for picking him up. The bail procedure was going on, and the news came that Yuan Zukang committed suicide in prison. Both the lawyer and I were shocked, like a sudden thunderstorm on the ground, which deafened him and stunned me. There is absolutely no reason. It's not a major case, nor is it a capital crime. After you come out, even if you can't restore your old outlook, you don't have to worry about life.After doing the math, he was only thirty-six years old. After deep sorrow, there is boundless depression.I can't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand.The lawyer advised me to see a psychiatrist.

Yuan Zukang's funeral couldn't be simpler. The prison office handled it on his behalf, and none of his friends came. It was a sunny and sunny day, and there were the last roses of summer in the cemetery. The ripe aroma was like fruit, very intoxicating, so my lawyer and I watched him be buried. Although Yuan Zukang didn't call for Bainuo in those days, I have seen the bustling traffic in Yemen, but now he has come to such a miserable end.I felt sorry for him, looked up at the sun until my eyes hurt, and the funeral was over. After this time, I don't think I'll ever come back to this city, it's too moody, love wants to live, evil wants to die, and it can.

As we expected.Yuan Zukang didn't leave anything behind. The apartment on Thirty Street that we lived in before was rented out by the landlord.It's my fault, I shouldn't have divorced him at an inappropriate time, I should have stayed in New York City, visited him every day, and encouraged him to survive. At this time, the flowers sent by Yao Yongqin became a funny contrast.I asked Chamberlain, "Does the hotel room look like a funeral home?" That morning, I was packing up and getting ready to go home. But the lawyer came to me and said, "Wait a minute." "What's the matter?" I am innocent, so why be afraid of knocking on the door in the middle of the night.

"Yuan Zukang has something for you." "What does he have?" "I don't know either. He used to have something stored in the bank, and he made a will. After his death, he will hand it over to you, and when you have something, he will open it." "Open? What is it, a box?" "No, it's two large, sealed envelopes made of brown paper." "What's inside?" "have no idea." "Since it's for me, let me see it." "It's not with us, I can take you to see it." Yuan Zukang, Yuan Zukang, what kind of medicine do you sell in your gourd.

I sighed, the dead are the worst, so I had to go with Chamberlain. On the way, Chamberlain couldn't help asking, "How much do you really know about the Yuan family?" I asked myself, how much do I know?Not at all.Sorry, I don't know anything about him. Where he was born, where he was educated, how he rose in the West, I don't know, I don't even know who he was associated with, because, as he said, I never loved he.So all is not important. I cared about him like a friend, but since I was young I had few friends, so I valued Yuan Zukang. How much do you know?The only thing I know is that he treats me well, he appreciates my beauty, praises me, and puts me on the stage.

Over the years, he has always coaxed me, never said a serious word to me, and tried his best to lie to me all the time so that I could step down.I may not have noticed it then, but I am deeply grateful now that he never embarrassed me. When the lawyer appointed by Yuan Zukang came out to meet us, his face was solemn. After a polite introduction to prove his identity, I asked him which two things he wanted. "It's not in our office building." I raise an eyebrow. "They are too important. We will lock them in the safe deposit box of Pan Asia Bank, and only a staff member and your signature can obtain them."

Anyone who comes to this juncture will ask: "What the hell?" "We don't know. But this letter may be of help to you." It is Yuan Zukang's handwriting.He cannot write Chinese and uses English. Holding his letter, I couldn't help smiling, Zuzuzu, you are indeed a good dance partner, there are so many fancy dance steps, it is dazzling. I opened the letter. "Cheng Yu, I leave you two envelopes, but you have to keep in mind, don't care what's inside, don't try to open them, someone will come to buy them from you, and the lawyer will do it for you Offer. Love you forever, Zu."

The date of signing was the day before his death. This is his will. "Has the buyer been here?" I asked. "Not yet. We will contact Mr. Chamberlain." "Thank you." We leave the office. "How much is each envelope worth?" I asked. Chamberlain said a price. I couldn't believe my ears, and then I understood, "This is blackmail, Chamberlain, I know what's in the envelope." I lost my voice. He was very calm, "We don't know anything, maybe it's two old treasure maps that can make the buyer rich, Miss Zhou, you are overwhelmed with grief, please don't talk nonsense."

What a fox. "Who's going to buy it?" "Buyer." He was so funny. He has lunch with me. I asked, "Will I be in danger?" "When will they connect?" "This afternoon." "how do you know?" "Yuan Zukang ordered so." "I don't need money." "But Yuan thinks he owes you a favor," Chamberlain paused after saying this, "I think so too." I bow my head. It was Chamberlain's firm that helped us with the divorce, and they were also the ones who have been arguing for Yuan Zukang.Chamberlain was well aware of our relationship.

"I can only say one thing, I want my woman to be like you." "Thank you." "Do you often come to this place?" I nodded, "Russian Tea House, Yuan Zukang used to be a celebrity in this city." "That's funny, you're the celebrity." "Me? Hey, the city has forgotten us." "Any plans?" "No, my life has no plan." "I think it's useless even if there is one, because there is one thing called fate." I sipped my coffee, and yes, Chamberlain was right. "What confuses us most about your photos and real eyes is that you seem to be desperately longing for one thing, what is it?"

I pulled my mind back, smiled and said, "You." Chamberlain was ridiculed by me. In the afternoon, the buyer comes to the door in person. The first customer was a middle-aged man. When he came up, he was followed by two bodyguards. His face was not angry but pretentious. Our group immediately went to the adjacent bank to open the safe deposit box and handed over the things to him. The envelope was just the right size for a roll of videotape. We all know the gentleman, he's a politician, he's very popular, he's climbing the ladder. He offered another envelope in exchange and watched me accept it. In such an embarrassing situation, he maintained his demeanor, pulling out a chair for me, lighting a cigarette, and pushing the door open. I began to understand what kind of business Zu was in. Everyone was amazed, and then the hot girl star appeared, accompanied by her mother, and came up together. She is only about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a mature figure and delicate expression, just like an adult woman. Her master Lingtang was relatively poor in self-cultivation, exchanged envelopes with us, and left full of resentment. Anything can happen in a sinful metropolis. After Zu passed away, he could still repay the money he owed me. Chamberlain asked: "You will not stay." I shook my head and went to the cemetery to lay my last bouquet.I murmured, "Zu, you don't have to be like this." Chamberlain took me to the airport.He said, "If you want to see me, all you have to do is whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you?" I laughed. Back home, Yao Yongqin proposed to me again, and I considered the possibility of this matter. She didn't discuss this matter with Ma Peixia, she would definitely object.She will ask: What can Yao Yongqin give you? Here's the thing, I don't need anything from him. I don't worry about life at all, I just need a husband.Only a woman who does not worry about life can freely choose a husband. This kind of thinking is too extreme, I know.But how do you dance alone, how do you eat dinner alone, and how do you demonstrate to Fu Yuchen by yourself? I miss this person so much, I often get up in the morning, sit in the study, light a cigarette, do nothing, and keep reviewing the happy time we spent together in my mind, hour by hour, until Yao Yongqin urged me to eat Lunch, until his car was waiting downstairs, until he came up and rang the bell. He wandered under Fu Xia many times, thinking of going up to see him unexpectedly. Say: How is your married life? I'm getting married too. Or: What do you think we should have eloped twenty-five years ago? Even buy a sandwich, have lunch with him quietly in the office, and say a few words of affection. But we are always separated by unimportant things and people, because we don't trust each other, and we always have a backup by our side, acting as a smoke screen, not to be outdone. I remember it was a rainy morning, the rain started to fall at 6:30, it woke me up, I got up and opened the window, and then leaned on the pillow to watch the morning news.I didn't turn on the lights, the atmosphere was like life in a small town, except for the sound of the TV, the smell of toast. I didn't expect the doorbell to ring. It wouldn't be Yao Yongqin, he didn't get up in time. So the postman, the postman always rings twice, why only one? When a person is too idle, guessing the doorbell becomes a game. In the dim morning, I opened the door, and there was a lady in a raincoat outside. I immediately said, "I have firmly believed in the Lord Jesus." I quickly closed the door. "Miss Zhou Chengyu?" "Yes." I was surprised, "Who are you?" "I'm Mrs. Fu Yuchen." It took me three seconds to turn on the lights in the corridor and open the door, "Come in, please." She walked in with her head down. The raincoat was not very wet, so there was a car to pick her up. I helped her take off her clothes and hang them up. She looked at me carefully, "You are Zhou Chengyu?" I stroked my messy hair, touched my cheeks, and asked with a wry smile: "Being famous is not as good as seeing it?" "We've seen it." "Yes, at your wedding." "You were very beautiful that day." "I had enough sleep and makeup that day," I said, "please sit down." she sits down. "I haven't seen Mr. Fu for a while, how is he?" "May I ask when was the last time you saw him?" "It's his wedding to you." "More than a year." Mrs. Fu nodded. "Do you want something to drink?" "no thanks." She seemed calm and so did I.I have a clear conscience, she can't help but make me miss Fu Yuchen. She put her handbag on her lap, opened it, and took out a stack of photos to show me. Ah, hired a private eye, but what does it matter to me?At most, I was just pacing back and forth downstairs in Fuxia, and everyone could walk on that main street.I took the photo, looked at it, and couldn't help being stunned. I?Involuntarily move the photo closer and turn on the lights. "No," Mrs. Fu said in a strange tone, "it's not you." Look carefully, the woman with Fu Yuchen is indeed not me. "It's like it, but it's not you," she said. "At first we thought it was, and it was a big joke." "It's so close," I said, "that I could be mistaken." The girl in the photo is playing with Fu Yuchen by the pool, both of them seem very happy, I wish I was her. "Who is this?" I asked. "I want to ask you too." "I don't know her." I lit a cigarette. "She's also a model." I smiled, "Madam, I am a woman just like you, if you want to commit a crime, there is nothing wrong with it." "She looks so much like you." "You think it's a coincidence?" "Mrs. Fu, what are you doing here?" "I also know that family matters should be settled at home. I've heard stories about you and him. I don't believe it, and I don't want to believe it. My self-confidence is too strong. Look at his lover, who looks exactly like you. He will never Forget you, never can, you won." "Me? Hey hey, don't give me the glory, it's not me who got him." Mrs. Fu said desperately: "It's you, it's you, it's you." I can't help being a little angry. Not me.I believe she must have a more intimate photo in her hand, but this is obviously not me, the girl in the photo is three sizes smaller than me. She was so angry that she insisted on blaming me. "What are you going to do?" I asked. "What would you do if you were me?" It's me, and I'll never leave him, no matter what happens. "I have decided to break up with him." "Then why are you still looking for me here?" "I'm really lonely, and I can't tell my relatives and friends. They will only use this as a story, hold it in their hearts, and have to find someone to tell it." She lowered her head sadly. It sounds ridiculous, but Ma Peixia and I became friends for the same reason. The rain never stopped, and the sky was as dark as eleven o'clock at night.She didn't cry. Urban people are dry, and they can't squeeze tears. "It's a pity. It can be seen that he will not be with her for long." "how do you know?" "There are 300,000 such girls in this city, why bother to terminate a marriage for her." "You're right. I'm not right about people. He won't come back to me no matter what." "I don't understand you." She opened the handbag again, took out three or four envelopes in a row, and handed them to me. I had to take it, open the envelope, and take out the contents to read.Ah, they are all girls of the same type. They all vaguely look like me when I was seventeen or eighteen years old, with normal long hair and big eyes, which can be faked in a hurry. Where did he find so many girls like Zhou Chengyu. Even more like Zhou Chengyu than Zhou Chengyu.I have changed, they have not.I grew up and they didn't.I have gone through vicissitudes, they have not. Mrs. Fu said, "You understand now." I nod. "I have to break up with him, it will be hard to bear in the future, and you, you should be proud of it, not every woman can get that kind of honor." I don't turn my face away, I don't know what to think. Finally I said, "He likes this type of girl." Mrs. Fu had already opened the door and left, leaving only a stack of photos. There was a mirror hanging in the corridor all the time, and I fumbled with it and touched my face. The Zhou Chengyu in Fu Yuchen's memory is not the current Zhou Chengyu. A thunderstorm blows in from the window, blowing the photos on the coffee table all over the place. The next day was fine, and I went to find Ma Peixia. She opened the box in the company, and when she saw me, she dropped everything and stepped over the piles of silk and satin, and came to greet me happily. I took off my glasses, grabbed her hand and kissed her loudly, and I was happy first, laughing loudly. "How long have you been back? You didn't even come to say hello to us. Where are you hiding? If you want to look for it, of course I can get you out, but I'm afraid of offending you." "Didn't I just come out?" "It's also too tattered, as if it's just this pair of old cloth trousers, with holes in them, and I'm still reluctant to part with them." "I can't wear it anymore, my butt is getting flatter, my belly is getting more and more protruding, and the front and back are becoming assimilated day by day, sad and sad." Ma Peixia and her assistant laughed. "Take whatever you like out of this pile of clothes," she begged, "dress up." I shook my head and sat down in the pile of clothes. "Come on, let me introduce you." She pulled out a young man from behind herself. The man immediately said generously: "You must be a famous name, Zhou Chengyu, who is nicknamed China Jade by experts." I smiled at Ma Peixia, "Look, people all over the world recognize me." At this time, I noticed a trace of tenderness in Ma Peixia's eyes, ah, this young man with whiskers has weight in her heart.He is three or five years younger than her, but what does it matter, I suppressed my curiosity at the moment, but I believe that the tone of looking at young people with special regard has betrayed me. "Ouyang is a fashion designer in this city," Miss Ma said, "When will I show you his homework." "It must be very exciting." Ma Peixia found time to go out for tea with me. She looked at me enviously, "How can I lose weight all of a sudden? I don't even dare to drink water recently." "It's for Ouyang." I smiled. Ma Peixia was a little shy. After a long time, she said, "It's actually for living." I did not understand. "Everyone is trying to improve the current living conditions. His design can be consigned in my store, and I get a smart assistant." "But you have feelings." "At such a great age, I'm still dizzy and can't fall in love." "You can't fool yourself, huh?" I teased her. "Our most loyal friend is just ourselves, and I don't want to coax myself." "Among all living beings, you choose Ouyang. I believe that there are more than a hundred promising designers who intend to contact you over the years...Love is a choice, you know?" "He treats me very well and pampers me very much, and I am happy to enjoy a few years of late happiness." I look at her. "How fair," Ma Peixia said sarcastically, "Take what I have and exchange what I don't have. We are more open-minded than the previous generation. The most important thing for women of the older generation is to hold on to money." "The rest is not important, are you happy?" Ma Peixia nodded. "What more can I ask for?" I spread my hands. "You agree?" "nature." "Fu Yuchen doesn't think so." "He's getting old." "Cheng Yu, don't be cruel," Ma Peixia laughed, "He didn't." "Don't bother with him, he hates other people's happiness the most." Ma Peixia didn't want to take sides, just smiled awkwardly. After a while, she said, "You seem to be separated." She added, "It's only convenient for you two to meet each other when the other is not married." She felt that the words were very funny, and couldn't help laughing. I can't laugh or cry, but I am very considerate of her mood at the moment, she is so happy that she can't help but want to say a few witty words.A happy love life can rejuvenate you. "When will you get married?" "At the end of the year, what about the end of the year?" "Congratulations, he is a lucky guy." "I'm more fortunate," Ma Peixia insisted on helping Ouyang, "Just think about it, what good is there for me, an old woman." I corrected her, "an old woman who owns a twenty-four shop." Ma Peixia stretched out her hand and pushed me, almost pushing me off the chair to the ground. Since then, I have found that gathering with girlfriends is better than having a lot of men. Especially Yao Yongqin, with him, I can never concentrate my mind. I found that I like to use the time when I see Yao to think about big questions, like, should I marry this person? The answer is an obvious no.Yao also decided to show me some flair, and he started dating other famous women.My attitude towards me has become eccentric. If I were a very face-saving person, I would grab him back from others before it was too late, but I am not. When Fu Yuchen looked for me, he thought that strange voice belonged to Yao Yongqin. He didn't address him, and said as soon as he opened his mouth, "What gift should we give?" I couldn't understand it, so I had to hum. "Everything is hers, house, car, shop, business..." This is not Yao Yongqin, their voices are so similar, is it because of this that they accept Yao's pursuit? With mixed feelings, he finally found an excuse to reach out to me. "You should really go and see, Ouyang can move in without even bringing a toothbrush." After saying this, he laughed at himself, "Look at how jealous I am." I cleared my throat, still speechless. "Cheng Yu, what gift do you think I should give?" I felt the warmth of my limbs, stretched out on the sofa, and tightly grasped the phone receiver, as if I was afraid that the other party would run away, and my voice was low and inaudible, "Do you want to kill the two of them, and I will help you." "She said you helped her." "I can turn against you right away." "Little man." What is that? For him, I don't mind doing anything despicable. "Actually, I'm very happy for her. She always knew what she wanted." "And I don't know." "Don't worry too much," Fu Yuchen said, "Your old classmate is back and asked about you." "Ah, John Zeng, Jialue Guo?" Fu Yuchen was silent for a while, then chuckled, "You will never be able to tell who they are." I was a little embarrassed, "how is he?" "Very well, in an important position, married, with my parents and brothers, and taking good care of my family, one day, after drinking three glasses of beer, he said he would never forget you." "Thank him." "Cheng Yu, who do you remember in your heart?" I don't answer, refuse to answer such stupid questions. "Do you want to hear the latest news from Lord Lingtang?" "We can't hold on to the phone and talk until it's dark, come out, okay?" He hesitated for a moment, "Not today," he was like a young girl being dated for the first time. "How is she, is she not well?" "It's very good. After the examination in Europe, there is nothing wrong with my body." I am relieved. "My boyfriend is eighteen years younger than her. Cheng Yu, am I old? I complain so much that I don't care about everything." It's just that he hasn't talked to me for too long, and he didn't know which topic to use for a while, and it was disorganized. "Tomorrow, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." He didn't wait until tomorrow. I am holding a cup of tea forever, flipping through magazines, taking out and comparing the photos in my collection. Women's magazines routinely feature prominently in self-exams for breast lumps. The phone rings. It was Yao Yongqin, who asked me to attend a banquet with him.I declined him, while absent-mindedly looking at the series of pictures and texts and pressing my body. "Too much effort." "It's not enough to put on a makeup kit and clothes." "What are you talking about? It takes four hours just to do hair, eyebrows and eye powder. I really don't want to show my face for no reason." He always refused to let me go, I was a little impatient, and the microphone was passed from one hand to the other. Yao Yongqin said bitterly, "I always feel that you are waiting for someone," he paused, "and that person is not me." "You can ask someone to accompany you." "That's easy to say." "Please understand my emotions." "You only care about your emotions all your life." "How do you know, you haven't known me all your life." "I have a feeling we'll never get married." He hung up. I disappointed him in some way, he thought I was my profession, but I wasn't.I'm just Zhou Chengyu, the person on the cover of the magazine is just the image I made for my career and reward. He doesn't understand, he thinks that models should be called to appear at any time 24 hours a day, he knows me for my identity, and hopes that my real person is exactly the same as the image. But I am more and more reluctant to dress up every day, and he is more and more disappointed in me every day. I put down the magazine, how should I talk to him.If I put it up first, he would definitely not be reconciled, Yao is a child who can't grow up, and he has to pretend that he will leave me, how complicated it is. The doorbell rang, I jumped up, and it was he who came after the door.Oh my god, I've been wearing a tracksuit for a day and a night, no make-up, no shower.Well, can you pretend you're not at home?Or get straight to the point and say: "Don't bother me anymore." Then he answered the door with a downcast face. It's Fu Yuchen. He still has the most heartbreaking appearance of all human beings, waiting for the door to be answered, with a slight sense of anxiety. As soon as I saw me, I immediately smiled happily, without a trace, as if nothing had happened, as if I had just returned from boarding school.In order to match his acting skills, I was really unwilling to admit defeat, so I smiled more happily than him, reserved, and never revealed the slightest thing in my heart. How long will it last like this? It's too sad. Can you take off the disguise and be yourself, or will it get out of hand and collapse by then. "I bought a necklace for Peixia, come take a look." "Already bought it? She likes big gemstones with simple designs. She always says that buying jewelry is not buying handwork." "I know." As soon as the box was opened, I laughed, "I also said that I know, this is French Dico, and 90% of it is the design fee." "This is yours." Fu Yuchen said. "Me? I'm not married." I laughed. "I didn't give you a gift when you got married." "I have long been divorced, and Yuan Zukang has passed away." He hurriedly talked about him, "This is for Peixia." "She'll love it." I picked up the heavily stacked necklaces and compared them around my neck. He stared at me blankly, before lowering his head for a long time. I said: "Such a good woman, you will give up." Fu Yuchen nodded, "Ma Peixia is not the only one I have lost." "Remember all the girls you've ever loved?" "I remember those who are beautiful, but I don't remember those who are not." "When you're seventy, will you invite all the girls to your house?" He thought for a moment, "No." "why?" "The past is the past, forget it if you can." "Can you really forget it completely?" He didn't answer. "Mrs. Fu has been sending private detectives to wait on you." "I know." I don't mind, there are too many fake Zhou Chengyu, even if they photographed the real Zhou Chengyu this time, they didn't care, they must have mistaken me for one of the fake Zhou Chengyu. "You're going to marry into Yao's family soon." "Miss Ma told you?" "No, I read the magazine reports myself." "I don't think so, he has regrets." "You mean, you seem to have regrets?" I just smiled and said nothing, deeply intoxicated by his voice. "Are you going to waste your life like this?" "It's not fair to say that my life is not over yet." He shook his head. "You always have great hopes for me, not everyone can be someone." "I don't want you to be famous, I just want you to do something serious." "Okay, okay, I'm going to shower and then go out to dinner to be serious," I said. Fu Yuchen has nothing to do with me. We also called Miss Ma out, not allowing her to bring Ouyang, which made her embarrassed. At the same time, he also pointed at Sang and scolded Huai: "Some women are very obsessed with reporting the favor of the opposite sex, but they shoot and kill relatives and friends. Of course it is not about you. You are a person who has seen the world, so it is not like this." Ma Peixia gave me a white look, "You are crazy with joy, what is there to be so crazy about?" Fu Yuchen sat silently. After drinking two glasses, I held Ma Peixia's hand, "Why do people grow up, you are still a member of our family, wouldn't it be good, let us be together forever and ever." Ma Peixia's eyes froze, full of surprise, no, it wasn't because of what I said, I followed her eyes and turned to look, it was Yao Yongqin, a thief met a thief, and he was dragging a beautiful woman beside him. I hurriedly turned my head away, I really regretted it, it was too late to sneak out through the back door now. "Quick," I said, "help me, and cover me with a flour sack." While smiling at them, Fu Yuchen gritted his teeth and said, "It's too late, they are coming." Mrs. Mrs. Embarrassed, this Yao Yongqin, why didn't he have an affair in a more concealed way. He also wanted to yell "Catch the thief," "Ah, you still put on your makeup and put on your clothes and came out." His tone was very sarcastic. I lowered my head and pretended not to hear. Ma Peixia smiled, deliberately gloating, Fu Yuchen coughed, and was about to draw his sword to help, when something unexpected happened, Yao Yongqin's female companion stepped forward, and asked in a magnetic voice, "Is this Miss Zhou Chengyu?" "Yes," I said, "I am." She seemed a little carried away, "Miss Zhou, you have always been my idol. I have admired you for a long time. My name is Qiao, and my name is Qiao Meilin." Ma Peixia was already moved, but I looked at this beautiful lady curiously, unable to understand how I could become her idol. Yao Yongqin said to me: "I'll send Mei Lin to her boyfriend and come right away." I raised an eyebrow and snickered, and he's still pretending he's not a couple with Miss Joe. He walked away with the girl. I quickly said, "We're not leaving yet, what are we waiting for here?" Ma Peixia asked me, "Do you know who Qiao Meilin is?" "I don't know, I don't care." "She's more famous than you in this city. She's a movie star." "Great, Yao Yongqin has found his home." I stood up. Bo Yuchen's eyes were full of smiles, "You don't love him at all, do you?" Yao Yongqin?I sigh. I said to Fu Yuchen: "I have only loved one person in my life. Do you think he is Yao Yongqin?" Fu's eyes turned in another direction. Ma Peixia said: "Seeing her sitting on pins and needles, we might as well go." Fu Yuchen said, "Dinner hasn't started yet." Ma Peixia also said: "If Qiao Meilin says she admires me, I won't leave." I became angry from embarrassment, "You two old lovers really deserve to be good partners." Miss Ma glanced at Fu Yuchen, "I'm angry." "It's a pity that you two don't get married. This kind of harmony," I said sincerely, "Where can I find such a dance partner." Fu Yuchen said, "Let's go." The three of us walked to the door, and Yao Yongqin caught up, but I didn't even look at him. "Cheng Yu." He called me. I pointed to my eyes, "I saw it, it's not my fault that I can't get off the stage." "What about you," he said angrily, "Why don't you play tricks on me without telling me?" "This is Mrs. Ouyang, and this is my guardian. Tell me who is a god and who is a ghost." "Hey, Guardian—" "Shut up." "Who doesn't know—" "Shut up." "You and him—" I punched him on the left eye, and he backed away screaming in pain, and the rude and ugly words finally stopped. I silently boarded the car with Fu Yuchen and Ma Peixia. Miss Ma said, "You don't have to do anything." I glared at her, "It's all of you, I tell you to leave and play with me all the time." "Cheng Yu, you are no longer a child, you could have done more generally." Fu Yuchen said: "Perhaps their New York style is like this." "You," Ma Peixia asked angrily, "you are so irresponsible, you still indulge her." Fu Yuchen said: "Mrs. Ouyang, don't bother with these things. If you continue to deal with them, I'm afraid you won't be able to get married." "Let me out, driver, stop." "Peixia, you are no longer a child, you should do more generally." Ma Peixia stopped talking. I don't know what happened tonight, but everyone suddenly became crazy. Nearly twenty years of repression have forced us into this. Ma Peixia murmured, "I drank too much." After sending her home, Ouyang heard the sound and came to the garden to pick her up. She has been considerate to us all her life, and finally someone treats her so well. I am really happy for her. After seeing me off, Fu Yuchen suddenly asked: "Are you tired?" I raised my heart. "Are you tired from dancing?" I was silent for a while, "I should ask you this." "With so many dance partners, who do you fall in love with?" "And you?" "You know the answer." My hairs stood on end, and I looked out the window excitedly. After a long time, I asked, "What about your reputation? What about your status?" He cherishes these more than anyone else, because it is really not easy to get them. But he asked back: "What about my life?" I looked up, "I'm home." "Lock the door and don't answer the phone. Yao Yongqin might come to him. Either marry him or tell him to go." I shook my head, "He won't come." "Of course you know him better than I do." We say goodbye at the door.Over the years, my relationship with him is like an unopened book, the contents of which are unknown. Now that the title page has finally been opened, there is no need to be impatient. I have been waiting for so many years. My chest twisted secretly, and I had to sigh again. "I'll come tomorrow." I laughed, "The doorbell is three short and two long, so that I can know how to open the door." He stretched out his hand to touch my cheek, his hand was trembling. Back inside, let out a long breath. I didn't sleep, I sat on the terrace until dawn, watching the sky gradually change from dark to bright, I felt strange.When the doorbell rang for the first time, it was not short and long, and I rushed to answer it. I didn't expect for a moment that the long glass window was open, and I bumped into it. The left chest was the first to bear the brunt, and the pain made me bend over. The maid looked at me in surprise. I rubbed and asked her to answer the door. It was someone who sent flowers up, and the plump zizi flowers were fragrant. I smiled and took the card to see what he wrote. joe melyn. It was a surprise when it was my turn.She, what does this mean, congratulate me for falling out with Yao Yongqin, she just picked a cheap one? I couldn't help but sneer, what a strange way to express my heart. She can accept Yao Yongqin with full authority, so she doesn't have to be so humorous. Just ignore her. Sit quietly at the breakfast table and read the newspaper. Fu Yuchen hasn't come yet.Will he break his promise?Over the years, he has never promised anything, and he doesn't have to. The phone rang, and I answered it myself. "I hope I didn't bother you." It was a very polite and considerate voice of a strange woman. I look at the microphone, who is this? "wrong number." "Miss Zhou, I'm Qiao Meilin." "Oh, it's you, I received your flowers, thank you." I'm not as polite as her. "Please don't get me wrong, Yao Yongqin means nothing to me." She hurriedly explained. I said slowly: "How should I say this? I was just about to say that Yao Yongqin has no place with me." "Then we can be friends," she said joyfully. Qiao Meilin is not a strange person, she is not an enemy, and she may not automatically become a friend. I respect that she, like me, has a career of selling lust, so I said perfunctorily: "Sorry, I am waiting for a more important call." "Ah, let's talk next time." She was still so brisk. "Okay, tea next time." I said. "goodbye." Yao Yongqin is nothing to her? On the cover of a magazine sent by the newspaper, it was Qiao Meilin. I stared at the magazine for a long time. Before noon, I went out, and my chest was so painful that I couldn't bear it.