Just after the Gregorian New Year, the drizzle rained non-stop.

The bull-like silver needles spilled from the air like dandelions blown away by the wind, enveloping the red brick villa on Huashan Road in Jing'an District in the hazy mist, and the moonflowers and cobblestone trails in the villa's small garden were washed by the rain, glowing with bright colors.

Yang Baichen looked at the small garden outside the window and was stunned for a while, until the water in the sink was almost overflowing to the countertop, and then she collected her mind and started to wash the basket of New Zealand cherries that had been soaked in clean water.

With Yang Baichen's identity and status, he didn't need to wash the fruit by himself, and he could completely hand it over to Sister Guo to do it for him. But she saw that this cherry is bright and cute, and it is a gift brought by Wang Guangyu personally, it is rare that he has come to visit the Zuo family mansion every year for the New Year's holidays, and the gifts he brings are very particular and attentive, in order to show the respect of the hostess of the Zuo family to the distinguished guests, Yang Baichen insisted on washing these cherries by himself.

In addition, Yang Baichen also has a thought, she wants to take the opportunity of washing fruits to leave space and time for Wang Guangyu and her daughter, and create more opportunities for them to get along.

As soon as he thought of his daughter, Yang Baichen's two slender curved eyebrows frowned again, and there was an extra layer of worry between his eyebrows.

It has been more than a year since Wang Guangyu was introduced to his daughter, but the relationship between the two has not developed as he expected.

Yang Baichen originally thought that his daughter had just been protected too well in this family since she was a child, and she was a little squeamish and arrogant.

Yang Baichen always believes that after her daughter walks out of school, with the expansion of her social circle and the wider range of men, she will sooner or later understand what kind of man is suitable for her.

In order to find a partner for his daughter, Yang Baichen spent a lot of time and began to plan before his daughter graduated.

In the network of the Yang family and the Zuo family, the outstanding single young men of school age who can be contacted have basically been identified by Yang Baichen, and only Wang Guangyu is the best choice.

In terms of family background, his father was the mayor of Hanhai City, and his older brothers and sisters have made great achievements in their respective fields; in terms of talents, he graduated from the famous University of California, Berkeley, and after returning to China, he started a business and opened an art production company, which can be described as a successful career; in terms of talents, he is tall and handsome, mature and sophisticated in dealing with people, and he talks about music and art very well, and he is very pleasing to women.

No matter from which point of view, Wang Guangyu is the best choice that her daughter can find at this age, and he is also the man who best meets the standard of the ideal son-in-law in Yang Baichen's heart, she really can't see where Wang Guangyu is not good enough, why his daughter is always lukewarm to him, the two have been developing very slowly.

Is it because of her first boyfriend in college?

Yang Baichen shook his head, feeling that his idea was very nonsense.

That seemingly ordinary young man, whether it is family background or appearance, can not compare to Wang Guangyu, why should his daughter miss him.

Just because they were in a relationship in college?

In Yang Baichen's view, the so-called romance in college is just the product of excessive hormone secretion of young people, which can only survive on campus.

Yang Baichen never believed in campus romance, so she chose to marry Zuo Yuqiu without waiting for graduation, although Zuo Yuqiu was more than twenty years older than herself, but his fame and charm were not comparable to those naïve male classmates.

Yang Baichen didn't believe that her daughter would be so naïve, she should have the same vision as herself, and know how to choose excellent men.

With such confidence, Yang Baichen drained the cleaned cherries, wiped his white and plump hands on a soft white towel, and then walked to the living room with a smile with the basket of fresh cherries.

......

Wang Guangyu stood in front of the long floor-to-ceiling window with the Roman curtain drawn, and looked absentmindedly at the girl who was scribbling in front of the bookcase in front of the window.

This bookcase is made of fine yellow rosewood, with a simple and elegant shape, just like the girl in white in front of the case.

She was wearing a moon-white cross-collared wide-sleeved cotton gown, revealing an elegant slender neck, and her long silk-like black and smooth hair was fixed with an ivory white headband.

Looking at Wang Guangyu from the past, you can only see her eyebrows curved like distant mountains, long and dense eyelashes like fans hanging low, and thin red lips slightly pursed under the tip of her white and delicate nose.

At this time, she pulled the sleeve of her right hand, revealing a white arm that deceived the frost and snow, and held a white edge brush in her five delicate fingers like a green onion, waving it on a four-foot-open piece of raw rice paper.

As the soft and rigid strokes of the brush slid by the wind, the lines of vigorous and chic but not lacking in graceful ink words jumped out one after another under her soft wrist and jumped onto the paper. In order to write a good calligraphy, in addition to mastering the skills, there are certain requirements for the wrist strength and posture of holding the pen, but whether it is from her expression or the posture of the body, it is very soft and coordinated, and it is natural, as if she has repeated these movements countless times, and the content of her pen has been repeated countless times.

Although Wang Guangyu has no knowledge of calligraphy, he can also see that her calligraphy has considerable attainments, and she has a clear stream temperament that is neither humble nor arrogant, and independent of the world, just like the feeling that Zuo Xiaoxiao herself gave him.

Even for Wang Guangyu, a veteran of flowers, Zuo Xiaoxiao can be regarded as the best category of beauties he has ever seen, although her appearance and figure are not very amazing, but she has a temperament that is difficult to describe in words, which makes people look at her with joy, and they dare not be contemptuous when they are close, so they can only watch it from a distance through a layer of light veil.

This girl is different from all the women Wang Guangyu has been in contact with before, so it also inspired him to pursue Zuo Xiaoxiao.

It's just that after getting along for a year, Wang Guangyu found that there was no progress between himself and her, this girl behaved gentlely, polite and courteous anytime and anywhere, and looked like a standard lady.

But these are only on the surface, Wang Guangyu can't go deep into her heart at all, and can't guess what is going on behind her pair of clear eyes, so until now, their relationship is more than ordinary friends, and there is still a long way to go from lovers.

This is undoubtedly a blow to Wang Guangyu's self-confidence, he has been invincible in the matter of women since he was a child, and the girlfriends he has dated before and after can also be counted on two hands, and all of them are big beauties, and there are several well-known big stars at home and abroad.

But on Zuo Xiaoxiao's body, all his advantages, all his charms, and all his means are impossible to use, and under her soft and weak appearance, there seems to be a deep protective shield, which blocks all of Wang Guangyu's attacks, so that he has nothing to do in front of this cover, so he can only watch from afar.

Just like today's visit, even though he brought expensive New Zealand cherries and made Yang Baichen smile again and again with his humorous conversation, Zuo Xiaoxiao always acted like an outsider, just with a faint smile, occasionally whispering a sentence or two to her mother, and the rest of her energy was focused on the brush in her hand that was constantly waving.

It seems that the ink characters on the rice paper are more attractive than Wang Guangyu.

Standing aside, Wang Guangyu was a little embarrassed, if he let his buddies and girlfriends know that the dignified prince of Hanhai City, the merry swordsman who wandered the flowers, actually had nothing to do with a little girl who had just graduated, then his face would be lost.

Fortunately, Wang Guangyu's embarrassment did not last long, because Yang Baichen quickly came out to relieve him.

......

Yang Baichen is wearing a loose fuchsia modified Tang jacket today, with a dignified peony embroidery pattern tattooed on the neckline and cuffs, long black and shiny hair coiled into a classical bun at the back of his head, and satin embroidered flat shoes embroidered with a double phoenix pattern under his feet, and a white and round ankle is exposed under the silk trouser tube.

She is dignified and gorgeous, standing with her beautiful and refined daughter, each with her own beauty, which makes Wang Guangyu stunned.

"Xiaoxiao, look at how fresh the cherries Guangyu brought you, you taste them, they are very sweet. ”

Yang Baichen stretched out his white and plump fingers, picked up a bright red cherry, and handed it to his daughter with a smile.

Zuo Xiaoxiao stopped the inked brush in her wrist, gently took the cherry handed by her mother, and said with a faint smile:

"Thank you, Brother Guangyu. ”

She thanked her, but her eyes remained on the rice paper, and her left hand naturally placed the cherry on the other side of the desk.

Zuo Xiaoxiao's actions, that is, did not damage her mother's face, but also showed etiquette in front of Wang Guangyu, which can be said to be without omission.

It's just that although she took the cherry given by Wang Guangyu, she put it on the other side, which implied that the two were strange, and it had another intention.

Seeing his daughter's actions and the disappointment that flashed in Wang Guangyu's eyes, Yang Baichen was afraid that his daughter's behavior would dispel Wang Guangyu's thoughts, so he had to smile and say:

"Xiaoxiao, Guangyu just came back from the United States, so he came to see you, you sit down, everyone watch TV, chat, don't keep writing. ”

Zuo Xiaoxiao nodded lightly and said softly:

"yes, I see. Mom, you know I don't usually watch TV, you can sit with Brother Guangyu for a while, I'll finish writing this painting in my hand, and then come back, okay?"

Faced with his daughter's soft and hard words, Yang Baichen also felt helpless.

She knows her daughter's character, and once she decides that it is difficult to turn around, it is unlikely that she will be forced to stop writing at this time.

So Yang Baichen had no choice but to apologize and say to Wang Guangyu with a smile:

"Guangyu, I'm sorry, you can watch TV for a while. Xiaoxiao's father is still visiting Germany, or he can play chess with you. ”

Wang Guangyu shrugged his shoulders in a dashing manner, saying that it didn't matter.

The two sat on the sofa in the living room, facing the newly purchased LCD TV, chatting.

"My uncle's trip to Europe has visited many countries, and it has caused a great response in the overseas literary circles, and I think there is great hope for next year's Nobel Prize. ”

Hearing Wang Guangyu's compliment, Yang Baichen's beautiful face suddenly had a layer of unconcealable smile, she waved her hand lightly, and said modestly:

"The one that can't be forced, our old Zuo has always said that what he values is the role of literature in educating people's hearts, and it doesn't matter if he wins the award or not. ”

Although Yang Baichen said this, the meaning revealed in her eyes and movements was not as indifferent as what she said.

Wang Guangyu is a person with seven tricks, he quickly found Yang Baichen's personality preferences, specially picked the direction of her favorite topic, and from time to time praised Zuo Yuqiu's literary achievements, and from time to time patted Yang Baichen's musical attainments, he was flexible and soft, and soon made Yang Baichen smile, and occasionally a few words of humor were just right, which made Yang Baichen open his teeth.

Although he is nearly middle-aged, Yang Baichen's appearance and figure are quite exquisitely maintained, and at this time, he is laughing heartily like a blooming abundant flower, and his naturally revealing coquettish posture makes any man pay attention to it.

It's just that Wang Guangyu, who was sitting opposite her at this time, didn't notice this, because his eyes were completely attracted by the girl in the distance.

Zuo Xiaoxiao didn't know when she got up, she raised her head that had been lowered, and the pair of clear and transparent water-cutting eyes looked at it from a distance, matching her face with the beauty of mountains and rivers, giving people a hazy and ethereal beauty.

It's just that the pair of usually calm and waveless eyes seem to be looking at something, shining with sparks of joy for a while, and full of inexplicable melancholy for a while, that kind of complicated eyes make Wang Guangyu can't figure it out, but he can't take his eyes off.

Wang Guangyu didn't notice that a financial news broadcast by Hanhai News on TV just now mentioned the news that an Internet start-up in Hanhai City had received huge financing, and the news not only included the name of the company and the amount of financing, but also the live speech of the founder of the company.

And the angle of the LCD TV is just right for Zuo Xiaoxiao on the side of the bookcase to see.

Yang Baichen didn't notice Wang Guangyu's eyes, she was still thinking about how to let Wang Guangyu stay with her daughter for a while, and what way to help them get closer.

She seemed to remember something, slapped her thigh, stood up, and said with a smile:

"Guangyu, it's just right time today, you stay for a light meal at noon, I'll go and tell Sister Guo about it. ”

Wang Guangyu rarely had the opportunity to coexist with Zuo Xiaoxiao, so he naturally would not be polite.

......

Watching Yang Baichen's swaying figure leave, Wang Guangyu casually walked to the bookcase and said with a smile:

"Xiaoxiao, you've finally finished writing this masterpiece. ”

Zuo Xiaoxiao didn't look at him, her mind seemed to be still stuck in the previous stage, and the expression on her face seemed to be very complicated, but she said lightly:

"I'm not done, but I'm going to write it again in a while. ”

Wang Guangyu did not doubt him, he pretended to appreciate the calligraphy and came to the bookcase, glanced at the raw rice paper full of beautiful calligraphy, and exclaimed:

"Hey, you seem to have forgotten a few words in this song. ”

Zuo Xiaoxiao was silent and did not answer Wang Guangyu's question.

At this time, Yang Baichen happened to come out with a tea tray, and she enthusiastically invited Wang Guangyu to the living room to sit down and drink tea.

Wang Guangyu just asked casually just now, he didn't take the missing words on the poem too seriously, and soon sat back on the sofa with Yang Baichen.

They didn't see it, and they didn't notice it, Zuo Xiaoxiao, who was standing in front of the bookcase, was as calm as water, but her eyes were undulating, she looked at the unfinished words on the desk stupidly, and said to herself softly:

"I haven't forgotten. ”

What was written on that piece of rice paper was a poem by Su Shi "Dingfeng Bo Mo Listens to the Sound of Lin Beating Leaves", Zuo Xiaoxiao only wrote the first half of this poem, but missed the last three words. The first half of the word is:

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly.

Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?

A cloud of smoke and rain......"

Zuo Xiaoxiao wrote here, and it came to an abrupt end, and the meaning was still unfinished.

。 Sogou