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02:00 a.m., Victoria Harbour, Seawall Chains.

Long-sleeved flared brown thin thread shirt, high-waisted fishtail hip dress, half-length hair gently fluttering in the breeze. With his arms folded in front of his chest, he squeezed out a trench. Leaning over the railing, he quietly watched Victoria's bright light.

The starry wheel that shimmered on the surface of the sea left a column of blisters. The stars are shining, the lights are bright, the sea water is black, and the small wheels are dotted.

Iren leaned sideways, her hair brushing her face, playfully covering her eyes, and the whole scene resembled an oil painting by Van Gogh. There is a unique sense of mystical beauty in Hanhan. Just as Chen Danqing said: What he is most obsessed with me is his naïve.

"Click-"

Wu Xiaozu leaned on a taxi, smoked a cigarette, and raised the camera in his hand with one hand to take a picture of this landscape oil painting.

The sound of the shutter disturbed the painting, and the painting was thrown out of order. Yiren frowned slightly, turned around, and his driver was smoking not far away, and there was a red taxi and a bored man in front of him, and the bored man was holding a boring camera in his hand.

Lin Qingxia hugged her jade arm, overlooking the seascape, and her mind was empty. Let the wind blow, indulge in the sentimentality created by your own literary and youthful illness.

A white light flashed behind her, and a shutter sound brought her back to her senses.

Sensing his gaffe, Wu Xiaozu lowered his camera and smiled apologetically.

Eyes met, all stunned.

A person's eyes are unexpected, and the accident turns dull again.

A person's eyes are astonished, and his astonishment turns into a void of heart.

At the seawall at 2 a.m., men and women on two lines look at each other in front of Victoria Harbour.

The corners of Lin Qingxia's mouth curled, and her signature smile hung on her face, heroic and charming. Nodding at the man, he turned around and left cleanly, without a little dust.

Wu Xiaozu nodded his chin, and chased the other party to the car with his eyes, and then took it back.

He came here because he was surveying the scenery tomorrow, and he temporarily went to Liang Jiahui's house to get a camera.

This camera is the one used by Lin Guoyun in the original filming of the movie "Butcher on a Rainy Night". After the filming, Liang kept it for collection.

After taking the camera, he thoughtfully locked the remaining film in the camera to help Liang Jiahui lock it in a drawer, and then changed it to a new one, and drove by here. But I was surprised to see Lin Meiren at this point in time watching the scenery here—

Thinking, laughing at himself.

The car did not turn off, Zhang Xueyou's "Half Moon Bend" floated out of the radio, and at midnight, a quiet song floated in the night sky.

"The moon is half bent, leaning on the late night, and the evening breeze is light;

a pretty face, glowing with a hint of drunkenness;

The night is drunk, the night is drunk;

Let it be quiet until dawn.

I remember that with you, my heart is flying high, and I will beat rapidly to say that I really need you, let me see you, let me appreciate you, and accompany you.

Tonight, let me lean on your arm, reveal my love to speak from the bottom of my heart, nurture beautiful and warm love, and dream of you ......"

Wu Xiaozu's eyes were on the flickering frequency of the radio, and the voice to be continued looked very funny.

But it didn't affect him lying on the front car hood and looking up at the sky and pretending to sleep.

"Brake—"

When Mercedes-Benz returned, Lin Qingxia ran out of the car.

After leaving, she found that her mobile phone had been forgotten on the stone pier chain of the seawall, and hurriedly drove the driver back.

Running to where she had just stood, the black mobile phone stood alone, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

couldn't help but turn around, just in time to see Wu Xiaozu lying on the car cover with his hands on his pillow and looking at himself obliquely. This made her face red, and she really thought that the phone would not be recovered.

Obviously, this little man also saw through her mind.

Thinking of this, she smiled slightly and walked towards Wu Xiaozu.

This step was a surprise to both of them.

"Hello ......"

Lin Qingxia looked at him lightly, "I'm sorry that the mobile phone was left here just now." "Why am I sorry, she didn't say, I guess he can understand.

"I just disturbed you to watch the night view, and it was flattened. Wu Xiaozu patted the camera, "Of course, if you have to delete it......" The camera was handed to Lin Qingxia's eyes, and his eyes were honest.

She took the camera, smiled playfully, raised the camera in her hand, and took a picture of Wu Xiaozu lying on the top cover.

The incandescent lamp was very dazzling, and Wu Xiaozu was surprised.

"This time it's called flattening. ”

Lin Qingxia shook the camera in her hand and smiled, a crow's feet appeared at the corner of her eye, "If you don't mind, wash out the photo and give me one, I haven't taken a photo for a long time." ”

"You big star haven't taken pictures for a long time, ......" Wu Xiaozu couldn't help but smile.

"They are taking pictures of the big star Lin Qingxia, not the normal person Lin Qingxia. Lin Meiren smiled lightly, and her words vaguely revealed a sourness.

Does it make a difference?

Originally, Wu Xiaozu wanted to laugh a few words, but he didn't spit it out after all.

I can't help but think of a beautiful photo of her in a bikini on Lantau Island in the salty and wet newspaper "Sheng Pao". Is that a big star or Lin Qingxia? Thinking of the beautiful ass just looking at the sea, who is it?

Looking at Lin Damei's slight fascination in literature and art, Wu Xiaozu was inexplicably a little restless.

Whether Lin Da Meiren is the emotion born of the rugged love road, or the fluctuations caused by the obstruction of her career, Wu Xiaozu does not know.

However, Wu Xiaozu recently also knew that Lin Meiren's title of "Jade Girl Head" must not be able to be kept, and in general, his career has been affected to some extent. This period of time can be regarded as a bottleneck period in the career.

That's all the photos, the articles are all from his pen. Between the lines, it is all the crimson black material of Lin Da Beauty.

blackened her from the European Emperor to a non-chieftain...... He didn't want to take the credit.

I don't know how much time has passed, Lin Qingxia eased up and smiled, "Let you see you smile." ”

"In life, it's not like sometimes laughing at others, sometimes smiling at others. ”

Wu Xiaozu also retorted literally, and then laughed vulgarly, "If you want to live a comfortable life, don't live in other people's words." Don't pay attention to the disturbances and gossip from the outside world. People still have to move forward in life—"

Wu Xiaozu brand chicken soup was delivered hot on time.

Lin Qingxia smiled, staring at him with starry eyes, and his heart was furious when he saw it.

Sure enough, a 30-year-old light mature woman is not as coaxing as a 19 or 20-year-old girl. Chicken soup for the soul is directly immune to the other party.

"You've seen my bikini photos, right?" Lin Qingxia stared at him firmly.

“……”

Wu Xiaozu stared at Lin Qingxia, but found that she was smiling playfully.

Seen it?

Haven't seen it?

"Ahem...... Wu Xiaozu pretended to be calm and coughed lightly.

"That picture was taken by me on the deserted beach on Lantau Island. Lin Qingxia smiled slightly, not caring about Wu Xiaozu's ambiguity, or she didn't care about his answer.

The wind blew, and her hair was messy, disturbing her eyes, and her eyes flickered very brightly.

"Qin Han?"

As soon as the words came out, Wu Xiaozu felt a little abrupt.

Two people are not friends, but they are "friends". It's just at the right time, just the right time to start a topic that they don't dislike each other, and then talk to each other about the scenery.

But when I asked, it seemed a little abrupt. Nine shallow and one deep...... Ahem, the exchange is shallow and deep.

Lin Qingxia didn't answer.

Not answering is the best answer.

The two fell silent.

Wu Xiaozu didn't know if it was out of guilt, or out of a man's pity for beautiful women, or simply wanted to find someone to talk to. In short, it was very sassy and shook off a literary tone.

"There are people and things that walk barefoot through your world, smiling, not short, not long. But it's enough to make you feel happiness and pain. All you have to do is keep that memory alive and stop at it. Because, compared to the excitement of your life, he is just a passer-by walking through the rainy alley with the sound of horses' hooves......"

These words, with the music of "Half Moon Bend", harmonize a very warm atmosphere.

Maybe we always have some strange exclamations about inexplicable people and things, and then attribute it to growth.

"The sound of my Dada's hooves is a beautiful mistake,

I am not a returnee,

It's a passerby......"

Lin Qingxia muttered, turned her head, her crystal eyes returned to her heroic elegance, and her smile was not so signic, but it seemed very friendly.

"I don't like the "Butcher on a Rainy Night" you made, and I don't like the song "Advanced Animal" either. But I like your passage very much. Lin Qingxia said.

"It's just what I read in the book. Wu Xiaozu smiled.

"A book like that?"

Lin Qingxia's slender hand waved slightly, and through the windshield, the bright and bright "Dragon, Tiger and Leopard" on the co-pilot's seat was very conspicuous.

“……”

Wu Xiaozu wanted to explain, but saw Lin Qingxia looking at him with a smile. I can't explain it clearly. There is no need to explain.

"For the sake of your reading, the next time we meet, I will invite you to coffee. Lin Qingxia left a polite sentence, sat down and left again.

Looking at Lin Qingxia's bulging buttocks and plump waist, she has both a woman's demeanor and a girlish feeling. Light also seems to have a lot of taste.

Thinking of this, he quickly shook his head. In 1986, he couldn't afford to provoke Lin Qingxia.

In the 70s, she was the heroine of Qiong Yao's pen.

In the early 80s, she became a representative of the New Wave of independent women.

In the mid-to-late 80s, she became a literary and artistic light mature woman again.

90's ...... Like that song, it's so happy.

At this time, provoking literary and artistic mature women, Wu Xiaozu felt that he would go crazy.

In the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz car, Lin Qingxia suddenly smiled. She doesn't understand and doesn't know.

She treated him like a strange chatter.

If she knew, she classified him as a friend to whom he could talk, and he wanted to fall in love with her. I wonder how Lin Damei will feel?

Wu Xiaozu shrugged, waved the hips in his head, and drove away......