"I heard Cheng Yuzhen and them say that you are back to Tong City?" The voice on the phone was gentle and clean, and his voice was slightly low, Xiao Lu smiled, "I still have some things at hand recently, and I plan to invite everyone to gather together in two days after I am done, are you free then?"

Zhu Zhu's hand holding the phone subconsciously began to press the volume reduction button on the side, trying not to let the sound in the microphone leak. The joy was palpable, and she hurriedly responded: "Senior brother, if you want to call me, I will be on call." ”

After a few words of greeting, he hung up the phone, Zhu Zhu's expression was much more vivid, and the haze seemed to have been swept away.

She glanced defiantly at Fu Yanzhi, who was beside her without saying a word, snorted proudly, and demonstrated silently.

The love of youth is occasionally revealed in all shapes, and just waiting for an appropriate opportunity, it should be able to wait for the flowers to bloom. She had already drafted an affectionate script in her mind.

But when that feeling was about to break through the ground, it was suddenly choked by Fu Yanzhi.

Xiao Lu has become an unattainable existence for her. She had low self-esteem and only dared to carefully love him behind his back, watched him have a girlfriend, and then watched him fall in love and break up. Zhu Zhu thought she was just an outsider who had nothing to do with his life. She only dared to prostrate in the dust and look up at him, but she couldn't say a word.

"Is there a chance?" Fu Yanzhi's face was expressionless, but he still couldn't help but sour her.

In addition to hearing Xiao Lu's name in Zhu Zhu's mouth, he occasionally saw it in the business newspaper later, and he couldn't help but pay more attention to it. Tongshi business upstart, the limelight, in the past two years in the art investment this area has done a good job.

After receiving Xiao Lu's greeting, Zhu Zhu was in a good mood, so much so that the most annoying Fu Yanzhi thought that it looked a little more pleasing to the eye, so she reluctantly spoke to him: "I also forgot to tell you just now, Xiao Lu and Chu Qing have already broken up." ”

Finally, as if to prove something, she stretched out a finger and shook it in front of him, "They have been separated for more than a year, so how can a beauty like me, who is naturally beautiful and difficult to give up, not have a chance?"

It's like proving something all the time.

But after she finished speaking, she suddenly had a kind of self-deception infarction, and she was inexplicably weak-hearted.

Parking the car outside the gate of the community, Fu Yanzhi slowly turned his head and gave Zhu Zhu a look of pity, and pierced her mercilessly: "Zhu Zhu, are you showing off or covering up? Or in other words, what are you inferior?"

"The technique is clumsy, and I want to cover it up. He floated out a three-character comment lightly.

Hearing this, she was immediately stunned, and after coming back to her senses, Zhu Zhu's face was blue and red for a while, and those two words had deeply hurt her self-esteem.

Smash the bag again. This time, he avoided it lightly, pulling the chain Fu Yanzhi winked at her innocently: "I will go to work tomorrow, how can I see people if my face is broken." After saying that, he leaned back, took her hand and soothed her back and forth on his chest, closed his eyes and looked like he was letting her do whatever he wanted: "Fight here, there is no need to pity here." ”

Zhu Zhu was so angry that he trembled all over, and he unceremoniously and decisively twisted it down on his waist.

A muffled grunt that was close to moaning came out of the man's mouth, unexpectedly sexy.

Outside the car, there happened to be a little couple who came out for a walk after dinner, and when they heard a strange sound that aroused reverie, they couldn't help but glance inside with complicated eyes, and the two people who were entangled in it were inseparable.

Luxury car beauties are the most likely to arouse people's associations, and now that the sky is not yet dark, they are openly doing dirty things on the side of the road. Passers-by hurried their footsteps and wandering eyes, and sighed that the world was declining.

Zhu Zhu was angry and slammed the car door in hatred. If she could afford it, she would have moved a rock and smashed the broken car.

Watching her leave without looking back, Fu Yanzhi gradually restrained the joking look on his face. When Wan Ting's figure completely disappeared from sight, he then started the car and left with an expressionless face.

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Since graduation, Zhu Zhu has moved out of his home. In recent years, she has saved some savings from teaching and selling paintings, and with the subsidy from her parents, she can barely afford to pay a down payment on a small apartment close to the city center.

Sit on a chair and carefully rub your sore calves.

After taking a bath, Zhu Zhu saw an extra missed number on his mobile phone, a string of simple and familiar numbers. Zhu Zhu snorted lightly, and took it into the blacklist in retaliation, just having a hint of pleasure, thinking about it, he felt that his behavior was too childish, and he was tasteless in an instant.

Outside the window is a stream of vehicles and magnificent and dazzling neon, and the canopy gathers, a gorgeous city that never sleeps.

Even though it was dark at night, the road was still full of pedestrians. The wind is mixed with the hustle and bustle of prosperity.

Standing alone in the dark for a while, Zhu Zhu slowly dried his hair before closing the curtains and turning on the floor lamp in the room.

In the dim light, plain white rice paper is spread on the felt-lined painting case, and the paperweight presses the corners. The fragrance of ink gradually overflowed, the soft and white sheep was stained with delicate peony red, and the tip of the pen rubbed the charming and deep rouge.

Drop the number of hands, the bright flower head will bloom on the Huixuan, hook the branches and draw the leaves to make up the stamens and leaf veins, lifelike pressing the branches to compete for beauty.

Seeing that it was ready, Zhu Zhu suddenly had an unstable hand, and the ink-stained brush fell on the painting and rolled several times, and in an instant it was stained and dirty.

Originally, she was just practicing her hands habitually, and she was not interested in tinkering with this look, so she simply washed the pen and turned her head to pull the lamp and fell to the bed.

Zhu Zhu lay on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling. The room was not lit, and the heavy curtains were drawn tightly, and it was dark and gloomy in the night.

It was a night like the evening six years ago, like the room she had had been in when she had first met him.

It was the weekend, and she went to Fu Jin to learn to paint as usual.

As soon as class ended, the sky was overcast in the evening, and it suddenly rained in the sky before she left Fu's house, and Zhu Zhu, who did not bring an umbrella, subconsciously walked to a small building next to her to take shelter from the rain.

The cloister is winding, the door is slightly open, Zhu Zhu pushes half of it open and pokes out half of his head, and there is a reassuring fragrance of wood mixed with books in the room. The crystal lamp overhead reflected tiny frecks of light in the dark room, and it was only through the faint light of the doorway that she could see the emptiness of the room.

There was only a luxurious antique piano in the room, and a few books were randomly placed on the shelves next to it, and there were some things scattered on the floor, which looked like piano scores from a distance. There are a few sofas in the far side of the room.

Zhu Zhu thought for a moment, walked over and picked up the handwritten sheet music and a few vinyl sheets scattered on the ground, and she lightly placed them on the low shelf.

The front and back covers of the piano were opened, and Steinway & Sons tickled her heart with a string of ornate gold letters, and she carefully tried a few notes. The timbre was a noble beauty she had never heard before.

The keys were not as cold as expected, and even brought a little warmth, like who left the residual temperature.

After looking around, there was no one around, Zhu Zhu couldn't hold back the desire in his heart, and sat down on the piano bench.

Taking a deep breath and admiring, the white and slender fingers made a graceful arc on the ivory keys.

A deep, low melody flows slowly from the sumptuous nine-foot Steinway.

The bass part of the piano is very deep, and the keys are pressed, like crying and lingering.

Until the end of the song, she skillfully changed her tune, and the two tracks were connected without contradiction.

"WheredoIstart?Withherfirsthello, she makes sense of my empty world. A playful chuckle suddenly came from the door.

The standard English pronunciation is particularly elegant and charming, and the sound is like an intoxicating alcohol, which immerses into people's hearts little by little.

Hearing the sound of talking, Zhu Zhu subconsciously stopped his movements, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Looking for the voice, there was already a person standing in the door. Leaning casually against the door, it seems like I've been waiting for a long time. He turned against the light, secretly unable to see his expression and face, but his body was tall and straight, and thin.

Obviously came from the light, but it was evil and arrogant. Zhu Zhu was a little uneasy, withdrew his hand and subconsciously grabbed the piano bench, watching him approach step by step.

"'Lovestory?' she was beautiful and talented. She loved Mozartbach, the Beatles, and me. 'Could that girl be you?'" Leaning down to look at the person sitting in front of him, Fu Yanzhi's lips curled into a nonchalant smile.

Her slender hand casually carried a few keys, skillful and elegant, and it was the last note she had just played, like a bead falling into pieces.

He turned his face sideways, and with the help of the faint light, Zhu Zhu could vaguely see the angular outline of the man. The good smell of his body mixed with the faint smell of tobacco made people a little dizzy.

Zhu Zhu suddenly smiled: "I'm not the Jennifer of the thin life. After a moment's hesitation, she took the initiative to stretch out her hand, politely and politely, "Fu Yanzhi, hello, I'm Zhu Zhu." "There is no embarrassment in words and deeds after being discovered.

I heard Fu Jin say that his grandson has followed him since he was a child, and later he went to school in the UK, and it is rare to come back several times a year. The Fu Mansion has always been empty. The person in front of him is similar in age and appearance as Fu Jin said, so it should be.

With the sound of pouring rain, suddenly there was a thunderclap, and the wind blew the curtains. A white lightning bolt outside the window illuminated the interior in an instant.

In the snow-white light, she could see the man's cold and detached face, his eyes deep but as cold as a thin blade, terrifying and fierce.

Her hands were cold, as cold as the keys of an ivory without temperature, but they were very soft and her skin was delicate.

Like a cold, boneless serpent, entangled around him in the dark. Feeling the softness in his hand, Fu Yanzhi felt that he would crush her as long as he used force.

"Zhu Zhu. He chewed on her name, meaning unclear.

She was just seventeen that day, and she met him on a thunderstorm evening in Mengqiu in August, hot and restless.