28. The shadow of the moon wanders, and the figure shakes

After a long time, Miss Jiang finally put down the pen, she shook her neck, raised her hands and stretched her waist, and in a trance saw a figure standing behind her from the glass in front of her, she hurriedly turned around, and suddenly saw Han Fei standing like a statue, and almost didn't startle.

"Ah, why did you show up all of a sudden? ”

"It's because you've studied too hard, I'm afraid I'll disturb you by making a noise. ”

Han Fei sat down on the chair next to Miss Jiang, resting his left hand on the table to support his cheek, and his eyes couldn't accommodate anything other than Miss Jiang.

Or the domestic feng shui is good, just the weather that rains and fogs at every turn in the rotten country, don't compare with it, plus the flower planter's broad and profound food culture, which is higher than "looking up at the starry sky" I don't know where to go.

Not long after the two separated, Han Fei could obviously see that Miss Jiang's complexion was much better than when they first met in Hengdian, with a pink and tender skin in her white skin, and the elegant temperament between her eyebrows and eyes was deeper.

"If you want to do this again, I'll call the police. Miss Jiang poked Han Fei's forehead and said angrily.

Since the Spirit explored Mars, Han Fei's face has become thicker and thicker, and he smiled evilly: "Are you sure it's the police and don't hold it tightly?"

"You're enough, you don't know what to laugh at. Miss Jiang put away the pen and paper while glancing at Han Fei again.

Han Fei pursed his lips, disapproving, and said, "Wang Xiaobo said, when I think of you together, my ugly face will be filled with laughter. ”

Hearing this, Miss Jiang stopped what she was doing, turned to face Han Fei, pinched the flesh on Han Fei's cheeks with both hands, and muttered, "Ugly face, right, I'll make you really ugly." ”

Han Fei covered Miss Jiang's hand with both hands, touched the back of his hand badly, his cheek was pulled out, and he said vaguely: "Let's go out and talk, this is a place to study, it's not appropriate for the two of us to flirt here." ”

"Who flirts with you. Miss Jiang gave him a blank look, let go of her hands, put the pen and paper on the table into her backpack, and was about to carry the bag on her shoulder, when Han Fei quickly took the bag and put it on her shoulder.

"I'll be fine. ”

"Count you as having a bit of eyesight. ”

Han Fei held Miss Jiang's tender hand, rubbed his thumb lightly, and said softly, "Hungry." ”

"Well, sort of. Miss Jiang nodded, shook Han Fei's hand again, and said in a resentful tone: "Alas, I am really asking for hardship, I have never suffered this kind of crime for eight hundred years, and I don't blow the air conditioner at home in the summer to eat watermelon, and I go to the library to read English literature." ”

Han Fei didn't know how to persuade him, but judging from his experience, he still had the energy to complain, indicating that he was still within the scope of bearing, he took Miss Jiang's hand, lowered his head, kissed the back of his hand gently, and said, "Let's go, take you to eat something delicious to replenish your brain power." ”

"Oh, be careful, there are so many people. Miss Jiang glared at him, grabbed Han Fei's hand and walked out quickly, with indescribable shyness in her gestures.

The corners of Han Fei's mouth pulled back unconsciously, he scratched his head, and let Miss Jiang drag him away, his heart was as sweet as if he had eaten honey.

……

"It's so full. ”

"Me too, the level of cooking in this restaurant is okay. ”

"Why are you like a panda, always poking into that plate of crispy bamboo shoots and fried pork. ”

"It's delicious, besides, I eat bamboo shoots and not bamboo. ”

Coming out of the hotel, Miss Jiang rubbed next to Han Fei like a pendant, not caring whether the weather was hot or not, and arguing with Han Fei all the way, dog food was spilled everywhere.

The night scene of the magic capital is very gorgeous, just as the old song sings: Night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps, the lights are up, the cars are sounding, and the songs and dances are leveling.

At night, it is the beginning of the entertainment life in the magic capital, the traffic is still endless, the neon lights are like fireworks flashing brilliantly, and standing on the dome is a waning moon.

Han Fei hugged Miss Jiang's waist and asked with a smile, "What are you going to do next, why don't we go to the cinema?"

"Don't go, it's boring, I glanced at the mall with my mom two days ago, and there are no good movies released recently. Miss Jiang shook her head, obviously expressing her distress about the current situation in the Chinese film industry.

"Where to go, I'm having a hard time choosing. ”

"You're a weirdo, let's go, I'll take you to the movies. ”

"Huh?" Han Fei was confused, didn't he just say that there were no good movies in the movie theater? Why did he suddenly change his mind again.

Seeing Han Fei's bewildered appearance, Miss Jiang dragged Han Fei's hand to the zebra crossing, and said angrily: "Watching movies is not only in the cinema. ”

Han Fei couldn't help but be happy, and said in his heart, you don't want to take me to the hotel to watch a movie, do you?

In the end, it is a local, for the entertainment venue, it is a door, passing through the street, the two came to the building hand in hand, and there is a signboard on the second floor: XX Shadow Bar.

Only then did Han Fei realize that it was such a place. The boss is also a local, and he said a few words to Miss Jiang in the Demon Capital dialect, although Han Fei thought that he had some language talent, he still didn't understand what the two said.

Soon the boss led the two into a room, the room is not big, a sofa is quite large, almost catching up with the size of the bed, there is a small coffee table on both sides, you can place snacks and sundries, and there is a big screen in front of you.

The boss walked out with a smile of "you know" on the corner of his mouth, and the action of closing the door seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times, fast, concise, and without a trace of sound.

Han Fei lay down on the sofa and asked with a grin, "Which one are you looking at?"

"Of course it's my favorite. After choosing the film, Miss Jiang jumped onto the sofa with joy, broke Han Fei's right hand, pressed her body up, pillowed on Han Fei's chest obliquely, moved her body slightly, and found the most comfortable position to lie down.

It was dark in the room, and the big screen finally began to flicker, and after a while, the word sweet honey came into view.

"Yo, it's still the original Cantonese sound, I saw the Cantonese version on the Internet once, and then that web page failed, so I could only watch the Chinese version, and I always felt that there was a little less taste." ”

"Well, I also love to watch the original soundtrack, so that it can reflect my idol skills. ”

Li Min Li Tianwang plays a mainlander, taking advantage of the change of immigration to go to Hong Kong Island to join his aunt, that year, the mainlanders in Hong Kong had a very bad situation, he could only live in that small cubicle, riding a broken bicycle, wind and rain, doing hard work. But in the letter to his fiancée, he reported good news but not bad news, wrote about life here very well, and did not want his fiancée to worry in vain.

"Jiang Jiang. ”

"Huh?"

"Do you feel bitter in England?"

"It's okay, it's not bitter. ”

Han Fei knew that she was not telling the truth, she went to a strange country alone, the language, culture, and living habits were different from those in China everywhere, how could she not be bitter, he held Miss Jiang's hand and tightened it a little.

Miss Jiang looked up at him, suddenly laughed, rubbed Han Fei's face with her hands like plasticine, and said, "Oh, I'm very powerful, these are small problems." ”

There seemed to be a whirlpool of flickering brilliance in her eyes, which immediately attracted Han Fei into it, Han Fei was stunned, and said, "I'll get a visa when it's October." ”

"Okay. Miss Jiang rubbed into Han Fei's arms again, and her hands were tightly clasped.

Li Xiaojun finally met Li Qiao, on the streets of Hong Kong, Li Xiaojun rode a bicycle, and Li Qiao sat on the back seat, Li Qiao looked happy and sang Teresa Teng's "Sweet Honey".

On Chinese New Year's Eve in 1987, Li Qiao took out his savings to sell Teresa Teng's tapes, and on this rainy night, Li Qiao did not sell a single tape.

In that narrow room, a table lamp shone orange, and the two sat opposite each other eating rice balls, which was supposed to be a reunion dinner. When leaving, Li Xiaojun put his coat on Li Qiao, and when he buttoned Li Qiao, the movements of his hands were lengthy and restrained, and at a certain moment, lust crossed the blockade line of reason, and the clothes that Li Xiaojun had spent a lot of effort to put on Li Qiao were peeled off to the ground in a moment.

And in this cramped room, the same dim light, except that the light source has been replaced by a large screen of constantly changing images.

The atmosphere became weird when Li Xiaojun took off Li Qiao's first clothes.

Han Fei's body turned, Miss Jiang was pressed under him, and before he could make the next move, Miss Jiang took the lead in hugging Han Fei's neck, pulling his head down, and his lips were also printed wildly, Han Fei's hand reached over her waist and directly wrapped around Miss Jiang's slender and soft waist, at this moment, Han Fei felt like he was holding the whole world.

The bodies of the two of them became tighter and tighter, like two gears meshing together, their lips closed, and their tongues intertwined until they were both out of breath.

"Sweet honey, you smile sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze, blooming in the spring breeze......" Grandma Deng's singer is still singing melodiously.

Miss Jiang's neck involuntarily raised back, Han Fei kissed more and more down, the messy hair stirred up and made his nose itch, from the lip flap to the snow-white neck, he could feel Miss Jiang's slight trembling, and finally he gently bit the small collarbone, and Miss Jiang shivered as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Li Xiaojun finally separated from Li Qiao, and Han Fei's body also turned over from Miss Jiang, this is a shadow, and it is not Qiu Mingshan, and the car did not start after all.

"Jiang Jiang, I have to record the show tomorrow. ”

"I have to go to England on the 10th, so it's annoying. ”

"I miss you. ”

"I miss you too. ”