On Friday afternoon, it was raining lightly, and the streets were foggy, and the whole Qingchuan seemed to have fallen into a beautiful light and shadow, which made people unable to distinguish the truth.

Jiang Wen went out early in the morning, and before going out, he specially instructed Jian Yuexiang to take a car to No. 9 Baihua Road, Qingchuan City at three o'clock in the afternoon, emphasizing that he must take the car.

Seeing Yuexiang, she thought that she should give Jiang Wen face in front of outsiders by taking the car, and although she was strapped for money, she still decided to listen to Jiang Wen's words.

When it came to one point, she saw that Yuexiang put on a newly made cheongsam, she only had a pair of thin-heeled sandals brought from home, which couldn't get wet, but where to get a rickshaw in this suburb, how could she have to cross the Sanye Bridge.

So when she went out, she still wore her usual shoes, and put the stiletto sandals in her bag and wore them when she got in the car.

Fortunately, there is no big mirror at home, otherwise Yuexiang must have felt funny when she saw herself wearing a cheongsam and a pair of cloth shoes.

It's out of sight, anyway, few people in these alleys have seen how to wear cheongsam, and no one will laugh at her.

Xu was because of the rain, seeing Yuexiang cross the Sanye Bridge and walked into the city, there was not a rickshaw in sight, and when she saw the empty rickshaw, she had already walked to the intersection of Baihua Road.

As soon as I turned into Baihua Road, I saw a man and a woman standing in front of a small apartment building from a distance, one of whom was Jiang Wen.

Seeing Yuexiang, she hurriedly leaned against the stone pillar on the side of the road, changed the shoes on her feet, and then walked towards Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen wore a shirt and trousers, the whole person was upright and spirited, the lady next to him was wearing a small dress, fluffy shawl curly hair, and was talking to Jiang Wen with a light smile.

Jiang Wen lowered his head slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and when he raised his head, he saw the incense of Jianyue who was walking towards him, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared completely, and anger immediately rose between his eyebrows.

Seeing Jiang Wen looking straight at the visitor, the shawl-haired lady blinked her thin phoenix eyes and said with a chuckle, "Ah, this is Mrs. Jiang here, right?"

Seeing Yuexiang nodded: "Hello." ”

"You're here, Jiang Wen has been waiting for you here for a long time, and if you don't come again, he will become a wife. The shawl-haired lady smiled and stretched out her hand to see Yuexiang, "Hello, my name is Du Xiao, and I am a text teacher at Qingchuan Girls' School." ”

Seeing that Yuexiang shook hands with Du Xiao, Du Xiao immediately turned around and walked inside: "I also stood with Wang's wife Shi for a long time, so I won't be in the way of you, and I will talk slowly when you come up." ”

Jiang Wen saw Du Xiao enter the door, and until he couldn't see his figure, he pulled Jian Yuexiang over and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you come by car?"

"I can't scream, I ......"

Seeing that Yuexiang's words were declining, Jiang Wen said again: "How can anyone else call it, but you can't call it?" No one is walking except you!"

After speaking, he looked down and saw Yuexiang's feet, his shoes were wet and wet.

When she saw Yuexiang changing her shoes on the road, she knew that these shoes were ruined, but at this moment, how much she hoped that Jiang Wen could ask her if it was cold.

"Forget it, go up, take off your shoes at the door when the time comes, don't dirty people's carpets. After Jiang Wen finished speaking, he let go of Yuexiang and went inside.

Seeing Yuexiang, she only felt that the soles of her feet were colder, her head drooped, and she followed Jiang Wen upstairs.

The small apartment was two floors long, and the spiral staircase went up to the second floor, and the door was open, and there was a lot of laughter and laughter from inside.

There was a black fluffy insole in the doorway, but no one had taken their shoes off it.

Seeing Yuexiang standing at the door, she wiped the water on her shoes on the insole, and walked in with her shoes on, as soon as she entered, a woman in an apricot dress passed by the living room with coffee, and saw Yuexiang's shoes and shouted: "Why are they wet like this?"

The doorway faces the living room, and a beaded curtain hangs in the semicircular compartment. Further inside, there is a glass chandelier, under the lamp is a large peach-colored sofa, the wall behind the sofa is full of calligraphy and paintings, there is a small desk in front of the sofa, there are many books on the table, and there is a photo, too far away, see Yuexiang can't see the person in the photo.

There are two rows of large bookshelves that are taller than a person by the window of the living room, and the bookshelves are also densely packed with books.

At this moment, the sofa in the living room was already full of people, three men and three women, Du Xiao, who had just met downstairs, sat in the middle of the sofa, looking back and smiling as he spoke.

The voice of the woman in the apricot dress turned her head as the men and women sitting in the living room turned their heads.

"It's raining outside, isn't it possible that you're still walking?" the woman in the apricot-colored dress put the coffee on the table and came towards the fragrance of the moon, "Come on, quickly change into slippers, you won't get cold." ”

It seems that this woman is the master of this place.

Seeing that Yuexiang was not easy to shirk, and the soles of his feet were really cold, he obediently changed his shoes. On the other side of the living room, the three ladies were already laughing, and one of the men quipped: "Brother Jiang, you are really, how can you let people come over, so that others can see it and think that President Hao didn't send you a manuscript fee!"

Although it was a joke, Jiang Wen couldn't laugh, pulled the corners of his mouth embarrassedly, turned his head and glanced deeply at Yuexiang.

Du Xiao was embarrassed when he saw Yuexiang, and hurriedly smiled, and after stabbing the joking man next to him with his arm, he beckoned to Yuexiang: "Mrs. Jiang, come here to sit, don't pay attention to them, they love to talk nonsense!"

Seeing Yuexiang's polite smile, she walked over to Du Xiao and sat down.

Just downstairs, I was thinking that Jiang Wen should not be angry, and I didn't pay much attention to Du Xiao, so I sat down at this moment and looked at it carefully.

Du Xiao has short bangs hanging down on her forehead, her face is a little round, her skin is whiter than ordinary people, and she looks young, but she should not be young when she talks about it, but she looks a little baby-faced.

Her eyes are narrow phoenix eyes, the tails of her eyes are a little up, and when she laughs, she looks like a butterfly that is about to fly away, which is particularly beautiful.

The two ladies sitting on either side of the sofa were much inferior to Du Xiao, but with the addition of the hostess, the four ladies present were all wearing dresses.

Only Yuexiang was wearing a cheongsam alone, which seemed a little out of place.

"My name is Hao Wensheng, I just joked, don't mind. The man introduced himself as a joke, and after speaking, he pointed to the hostess who was busy in the living room and kitchen, "This is my wife, Zhou Bingjie, is a painter." ”

Then he pointed to the two men beside him: "These two are reporters Xiao Lin and Li Kaile of our newspaper, and they also write idle poems in their spare time, and they produce and sell them in our newspaper haha." We are all casual people, and you don't have to be inhibited, you can say whatever you want, and do whatever you want. ”

"I heard that you are from Shanghai?" The lady sitting on Du Xiao's left side opened her mouth, and while asking about Yuexiang, her eyes couldn't stop looking at her.

Seeing Yuexiang nodded, the man said again: "Why are you still wearing cheongsams in Shanghai? We have been very popular here recently, and I have bought several pieces." ”

Seeing Yuexiang, she saw that the lady was wearing a blue and white plaid dress with a cardigan collar.

Bragi means Russian dress, and she already knew that the dresses she brought from Shanghai were much more fashionable than those worn by the four ladies present.

But at the moment, listening to the lady's question was a bit mocking.

"Shanghainese people wear everything, Bragi is sweet, cheongsam is elegant, each has its own beauty. Seeing Yuexiang returned with a light smile.

"Come, come, coffee. Zhou Bingjie handed the cup to everyone, and brought milk and sugar, "We don't discuss women's things today, what is fashionable or not, fashionable or not, we want to talk about poetry, talk about calligraphy and painting!"

"That's for the best. The lady who asked the cheongsam just now called out in a thin voice, "I have a new fountain pen here, look at it." ”

As she spoke, she took out a pen case from her pouch and opened it to take out a pen.

"Yo, it's still a foreign product!" Hao Wensheng took the pen and spoke first.

"Of course, I'm afraid that only you can recognize it in this room. The lady was very proud, "This is what my brother brought back to me from the United States, Parker." ”

"You try it, see if it works?" the lady continued, then looked at Mitsukika, who was sitting on the side, and called out to her, "You can try it too, I don't know if you have any of these pens there." ”

Seeing Yuexiang only felt that the lady was always ill-intentioned, and she didn't know where she was making her unhappy, but she didn't want to come up and try the pen, so she said softly: "Yes." ”

"It's different from Shanghai, I've seen everything. ”

The lady had a sour face, and as soon as she said a word, she was pulled by Du Xiao: "Accompany me to the bathroom, my lipstick seems to have fallen off." ”

Du Xiao stood up and took the lady by his arms, and the two went to the bathroom next to the kitchen.

"Ouch, I've said that I won't talk about this today, you two really can't stop loving beauty for a moment!" Zhou Bingjie brought lemonade again, "Wensheng, come and help me serve the fruit plate." ”

Hao Wensheng was trying on the Parker pen in his hand, and he didn't even have the time to raise his head, Jiang Wen immediately responded: "I'll help you." ”

"Then thank you Brother Jiang!" Hao Wensheng laughed, "Bingjie is like this, she can do it by herself, and she has to call you to help, as if she has suffered a big loss if she does it alone." ”

Jiang Wen followed Zhou Bingjie to the kitchen, Zhou Bingjie was still cutting watermelon, so he had to wait in the corridor outside the kitchen.

At the end of the corridor was the washroom, Jiang Wen leaned against the wall, and faintly heard a voice coming from the washroom.

"Oh, why are you so restless?

"The new arrivals are amazing? Shanghainese are amazing? Huh, I've seen everything, how did I marry into our small place?" The lady was indignant, "I don't think that's it, you see her embarrassed appearance, her shoes are soaked, it's funny, Jiang Wen's family doesn't know what it looks like to be poor!"

"That's right, Du Xiao, have you noticed, she doesn't wear the same jewelry all over her body......"

Jiang Wen's face turned blue, just as Zhou Bingjie was shouting in the kitchen, he hurried over, picked up the fruit bowl and walked into the living room with his head buried, sat in the sofa with a fart/strand, looked at everything around him, and only felt that he was out of place.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Jiang Wen got up and left: "Brother Hao, I suddenly had a headache, let's go first, let's get together next time." ”

"Eh, how do you say just go?" Hao Wensheng put down his pen.

Zhou Bingjie also rushed over: "Does it matter, do you want to take some medicine? ”

"No, no, I'll just go back and sleep. Jiang Wen had already walked to the door, but he didn't greet Yuexiang at all, and when he saw Yuexiang, he hurriedly followed, and after saying goodbye to a room of people, he followed Jiang Wen downstairs.

Jiang Wen walked fast alone, seeing that Yuexiang's shoes were still wet, the soles of his feet slipped, and he hurried slowly, but he couldn't catch up.

As soon as he went downstairs and walked into Baihua Road, Jiang Wen stopped suddenly, he turned his head, his face was dark, and he asked Yuexiang: "What about the jewelry you brought from Shanghai?"

"What?" saw Yuexiang stunned.

"Where are your bracelets and earrings?" Jiang Wen raised his voice.

"Dang. "Seeing Yuexiang, I don't know what's wrong with Jiang Wen.

"Seeing Yuexiang, do you have no money to this point?" Jiang Wen was so angry that the green tendons on his neck rose, "You really made me lose face!"

"Do you know that Hao Wensheng is the son of the newspaper president Hao, I finally got acquainted with Xiao Lin, and asked him to take me to join their weekly poetry club, I really, I really regret bringing you with me!"

Seeing that Yuexiang was inexplicable, she squeezed her hands tightly and pinched her nails into her palms.

Jiang Wen shook his head, didn't want to say any more, shook his hand angrily, turned around and stopped a rickshaw, got in the car and left.

Only Yuexiang was left standing alone in the drizzle.