"You like that?"

Yu Shu turned his head and saw Liang Fusheng's stunned appearance, and grinned.

Liang Fusheng took a glass from the champagne tower and held the thin-necked glass with his index and middle fingers, his gaze passing through the entire dance floor of the warbler Yanyan and landing on the slender shadow on the side with unmistakable accuracy.

The man seemed to notice, and she turned around with Lamei in her arms, and her eyes suddenly met him.

What words should be used to describe the glimpse of the shock, she was dressed very plainly, only a thin layer of pink and rouge was applied, but it was gorgeous with her facial features, her lips and teeth, her bright eyes, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water.

The people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists.

She was spotlessly clean and looked out of place in this sensual vanity fair.

"Isn't this also a plum blossom?" Yu Shu blurted out.

I only heard Liang Fusheng mutter: "She's different." ”

He raised his glass, paused in mid-air, and made a toast.

The person holding the plum blossom was stunned for a moment, her butterfly-like eyelashes suddenly fanned twice, she pursed her lips and raised a shallow smile.

"Eh, what are you doing?" Yu Shu stretched out his hand and was about to put his shoulder, but who knew that it was empty.

Liang Fusheng walked across the dance floor, rubbing shoulders past the group of red men and green women hugging each other, and he didn't know how many people's feet he stepped on along the way.

Who knew that the man just turned his back, inserted a few plum blossoms in his hand into the white porcelain vase behind him, and then held the remaining plum blossoms, and left briskly.

By the time Liang Fusheng finally walked through the crowd to the other side of the hall, she had already disappeared.

Only three or two plum blossoms are sparsely planted in the white porcelain vase, and the wax-like crystal translucent flowers are beautifully embellished on the dead branches, fragrant and fragrant.

Yu Shu walked out of the dance floor half a step behind him: "Why are you still leaving?"

Liang Fusheng was still stunned and did not react.

Yu Shu pushed him with his elbow: "Do you know who she is?"

"Do you recognize her?"

Liang Fusheng said suspiciously.

"Boss Qu, most of Beiping City knows her. Yu Shu said, "You have been studying abroad, and it is normal that you have not heard of her." ”

"Boss Qu?"

"Qu Jinghong from the Peking Theater came to sing in the hall. Yu Shu suddenly became vigilant, "You can't have a crush on her, do you?"

Liang Fusheng found a place to put down the glass in his hand, neither affirming nor denying.

But listening to Yu Shu continue to himself: "It's okay for a girl like this to have fun, and a girl from a serious family won't come to such an occasion." ”

Liang Fusheng didn't like to listen to it, and said a little bluntly: "The second Miss Shen you saw just now is not a serious girl?"

Yu Shu didn't hear Liang Fusheng's unhappiness, and said as a matter of course: "You compare a play with Miss Shen Er, are you okay?"

Liang Fusheng was silent when he heard it, he pinched down on the flower branch left by Qu Jinghong, and the clear cup-shaped flower made him sandwich between his knuckles, he leaned into the tip of his nose and sniffed, left Yu Shu and walked away.

"Where are you going?"

Liang Fusheng waved his hand with his back to him: "It's almost over, I'll send off the guests, and by the way, I will also go out to breathe." ”

......

The spring is cold, and the weather in early spring has not yet warmed up, and fine snow is floating on the horizon.

The people in the banquet hall walked sparsely, and Liang Fusheng saw off the guests outside with a British accent.

Before leaving, Miss Shen Er twisted a little, he turned around with his pocket and lit a cigarette, but he didn't see anything.

The cigar in his hand was still lit, and Liang Fusheng simply paced, planning to go back after smoking.

He turned the corner and leaned his back against the alley to swallow the smoke, the dim streetlights tinting the smoke he spit out orange and yellow.

Hearing a sudden "meow" sound in the alley, Liang Fusheng turned in with great interest, and immediately extinguished the cigarette in his hand after seeing the person in front of him clearly.

There were no lights in the alley, and I could only barely make out a rough appearance by the moonlight.

With just one glance, Liang Fusheng recognized Qu Jinghong.

Her clothes were stained with dust, as if the fairies in the sky had fallen to the mortal dust, contaminated with the smell of earthly fireworks.

A slender girl was squatting in the corner to feed the cat, a scrawny black cat with a bald patch of hair on the side of her ear. His eyes gradually adjusted to the faint light in the alley, and it was then that he realized that the cat's eyes were also disabled, and they were one-eyed.

Qu Jinghong took out a shortbread wrapped in oil paper from his arms and took it out from the Liang Mansion.

She broke it down and ate it piece by piece, taking a bite for herself and giving it to the cat.

Liang Fusheng accosted: "Cats can't eat this, it's not healthy, it will have indigestion." ”

Qu Jinghong lowered her gaze, stuffed the last small piece of shortbread into her mouth, rubbed her hands and patted off the slag in her palm, she reached out and stroked the cat's bony back, squinted her eyes and looked up at him.

Her voice was beautiful, as clear as if gold and jade were striking each other.

The tone is mean.

"I'm going to starve to death, where do I care about whether I'm healthy or not?" she said angrily, "It's better than swill?"

Liang Fusheng raised his eyebrows and stared at her with interest, his gaze circling around her.

She was completely different from the fairy-like appearance in the banquet hall just now, squinting and looking up at him like a cat with teeth and claws, it was almost like the black cat she was holding in her arms.

No matter what kind of appearance it is, it can't be said to be vivid.

She finished feeding the shortbread, patted her clothes and stood up, and the black cat leaned on her ankle affectionately, only to see her kick the cat coldly.

Turn against.

Not only the cat, but even Liang Fusheng was startled, and he couldn't help but say, "Why are you kicking it?"

"You don't like what it's feeding it for?"

Qu Jinghong didn't say a word, she rolled up her sleeves and turned around to leave.

When he turned around, he left a sentence: "I can't keep it." ”

So don't want to give it vain expectations.

"Wait a minute, girl," Liang Fusheng quickened two steps to catch up, Qu Jinghong slowed down slightly and turned half sideways.

Liang Fusheng smiled widely, he took out a clean handkerchief from his arms and handed it to her gentlemanly, and said softly, "You didn't wipe the side of your mouth clean." ”

Qu Jinghong's cheeks were slightly hot, she didn't take the handkerchief, but raised her hand and wiped it on her mouth with her sleeve, and ran away like a gust of wind.

The one-eyed black cat was eager to follow, but it was afraid of being kicked by someone, so it only took three or two steps before it stopped with its head drooping.

It meowed, cowered back, and ran away in an instant.