"Yes. Okay-" Looking around blankly, Gao Shenghan deliberately responded in a particularly rough voice. Although he couldn't see the other party, he absolutely believed that one of the other party's eyes had been looking at him somewhere.

- This is probably the normal psychology of a newcomer.

Standing in the living room, Gao Shenghan looked around blankly at first glance, and looked carefully at the second glance.

This is a villa. This villa is typical European style.

If the villa in my grandfather's house in Quanzhou City is Chinese-style, showing a heavy and high-end atmosphere, then here is the opposite, the whole inside and out, up and down, surrounded by exotic customs, here is truly Westernized.

Obviously, the difference between Chinese style and European style is reflected in the windows, one is conservative at first glance, and the other is more open.

The whole interior is modern and simple style, which strengthens the transparency of indoor and outdoor, and pursues the freedom of spacious space and limited by load-bearing walls in the space plane design. Large areas are covered with glass windows and, of course, floor-to-ceiling windows. The floor-to-ceiling windows better broaden the view, you can enjoy the scenery very well, and give yourself a relaxed mood.

The lawn is laid outside the villa, which can be used for outdoor activities, and the walls, floors, ceilings, furniture settings, and even lamps and utensils are characterized by simple shapes, pure textures, and fine craftsmanship, emphasizing that form should serve more function.

The interior windows are large and numerous, and the outside is sunny, and the corresponding interior layout is elegant, neat and harmonious.

Outside the window, there are one after another French plane trees that look like canopies.

The French plane tree has a thick trunk, lush branches and lush greenery, which is very suitable for Shanghai, where the four seasons are distinct.

The chirping of the cicadas from time to time—"Know, know," was a long and long sound, as if it were a lullaby, and under the plane tree, there were many yellow fallen leaves, spread on the streets, and when the wind blew, they ran all over the ground.

The plane tree is a common street tree in urban areas, and it was introduced by French missionaries around 1890 when the port of Shanghai was opened. It is mainly planted by the French in the French Concession in Shanghai, so it is called "French Sycamore".

Vivid, inside and outside the yard, including nearby buildings, so to speak, even the garbage cans are imported from Europe, if you take a photo, you don't pay attention, you think you have arrived on the Mediterranean coast. This is what the Chinese are capable of.

Gao Shenghan looked out through the window as he walked. The scenery outside is beautiful, far from the Shanghai he is used to. To use the name of a hot pot restaurant, it is "Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire".

At that time, Gao Shenghan did not know that this was the famous Huaihai Road in Shanghai.

In the past, there was a particularly famous road in Shanghai, called "Xiafei Road", and it was renamed Huaihai Road. It starts from Renmin Road in the east and ends at Kaixuan Road in the west. In the past, it belonged to the ancestral realm of France, and the building was very French-style, and "French plane trees" were planted on both sides of the road, which was very European.

went upstairs, "Which room?" Gao Shenghan quickly calmed down.

"Here, here, here, Allah can't make a move, Nong is here just in time, Nong helps pick it up and put this on the bookcase. Wu Li stood at the door of the guest room and said with a smile.

has a bunch of books in her hand, but Wu Li ordinary people definitely can't tell her actual age. What catches the eye is a pair of eyes: those eyes are like a bottomless spring, looking at the past calmly and undisturbed.

Very comfortable. Although Gao Shenghan just glanced at it, it felt extraordinary. I thought, elegant, it is really extraordinary, this star is not blown.

Taking the book from Wu Li's hand, Gao Shenghan walked into the room and took a look, no wonder many people in society hate the rich. Don't say it, just by a pair of words on the opposite wall, it is the handwriting of the late calligrapher Zou Moruo.

"Picking mulberries, who turns the desolate song of Yuefu [Qing] Nalan Xingde

The wind is also sluggish, the rain is also sluggish, and the lights are thin and the lights are scattered for another night.

I don't know what is lingering in my arms, I am bored when I wake up, I am bored when I am drunk, and I have never dreamed of Xie Qiao. ”

"Nong likes his words too?"

Nodding, then shaking his head, Gao Shenghan said thoughtfully, "I like this song." ”

"Oh, tell me, what do Nong like about words?" Wu Li was obviously a little excited.

"It's nothing, just look at it when you're bored. Gao Sheng was calm and calm.

"Boring? Nong is young, so he will be bored? Isn't it, do you want girls to think?" Wu Li opened her eyes wide and deliberately sold cute.

"Ms. Wu, where is this?" Gao Shenghan pushed the book in his hand in front of Wu Li.

"Put the top compartment of the bookcase, change the study, start in the morning, almost all day, tired. Wu Li pointed to the top of the bookcase, and then, "Don't be restrained, modern young people, hey, do you want to pad your feet?"

Gao Shenghan didn't answer, he walked over and held up the book in his hand, tried it, almost, looked around, "Is there one?"

"There is one in the next room, Allah went to move over. Wu Li went out as she spoke, and soon, she came in with a chair in her hand, "Allah is afraid that the chair will be dangling, and Nong is here just right, and Allah will help Nong." Be careful, safety first. ”

"Are you alone at home?" Gao Shenghan stood up, feeling a little strange, he was the one who asked unintentionally.

Who knew that the listener had intentions, Wu Li's face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly explained, "No, no, there are janitors and nannies at home, and they have their own scope of work, and it's not easy to exceed." ”

Seeing Wu Li's anxious look, Gao Shenghan smiled slightly, "How can you do it in this way, my appearance fee is not cheap." ”

"One is one and two is two, Allah likes to be refreshing and refreshing, and the province will not be clear in the future. During the interview, Allah made it clear. Wu Li saw that Gao Shenghan seemed to believe it or not, and hurriedly said, "Why don't you take a look at Allah's contract?"

"There's no need. Gao Shenghan didn't think about it, he was neat.

Suddenly, it was as if a cold chill was blowing in her face, making Wu Li speechless.

As the saying goes, words don't speculate for more than half a sentence. Then it was like a power outage, and there was an embarrassing situation where you don't look at me and I don't look at you.

For a moment, there was an atmosphere of discord in the air. It's Gao Shenghan who is a little better, he doesn't care in his heart, but Wu Li is different, she suddenly feels embarrassed, but also very awkward.

Where is the face? Wu Li thinks so. She has thought about it repeatedly these days, and wants to catch up with the fashionable, but the problem is that she has no experience at all, after all, it is the first time to ask a handsome guy to come to the service.

Time passed minute by minute, and more than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, Wu Li became more and more anxious, and regretted it more and more,—— what should I do?

Seeing that a thin layer of sweat appeared on Wu Li's little nose, who would break the deadlock?

There is no hurry, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.

Carefully took the book, patted the dust, and then placed it seriously, and so on, Gao Shenghan didn't feel how hard it was. While he was arranging, he admired the fruits of his labor, and as the layers of bookshelves were filled, he looked back like a farmer planting rice, and he felt a sense of accomplishment.

Suddenly, Gao Shenghan found two hardcover editions of "Golden Vase Plum" in the book.

Seeing the young man's eyes shining, Wu Li, who was standing aside, finally found the topic, "This is published in Hong Kong, have you read it?"

"I've heard of it. Gao Shenghan obviously felt embarrassed. He stopped, deliberately picked up a copy of the first volume of "Golden Vase Plum", and flipped through it.

——It is said that this book is a banned book and a yellow book, but what makes Gao Shenghan strange is the text thing, where is Huang? Why is it banned? Who is Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng?

Wu Li smiled, she whispered, "Do you want to drink saliva and sit down and take a look?"

"Oh no, I'll flip it through. Gao Shenghan's tone was obviously much softer.

"Sit down, sit down, Allah goes next door and pours a glass of water. Do you want to add tea?" Wu Li looked at the young man with concern.

"You're welcome, just plain water. Gao Shenghan rarely drinks water at work, and he is a little thirsty at this time. He hesitated for a moment and sat down, still holding "Golden Vase Plum" in his hand.

"I like this book, so I'll take it to read. Wu Li held the water cup in her hand and handed it to Gao Shenghan, seeing that the young man was still staring at the book when he was drinking water.

"Not really. Gao Shenghan put "Golden Vase Plum" in it, and he returned to his previous politeness, "Thank you, Sister Wu, I will leave the place where I work now tomorrow." ”

Suddenly, something called a sense of loss struck, and Wu Li hurriedly asked, "Oh, you're quitting?"

"No more. ”

"Where is Nong going next?" Wu Li found herself a little out of shape.

"I'm going to Beijing tomorrow. ”

"Aren't you coming back?" Wu Li asked in surprise.

"Let's see. ”

"How much time to go?" Wu Li calmed down again.

"A few days. ”

"Oh, what are you doing here?" Wu Li was genuinely concerned.

"Do what you do. ”

"What did Nong do before?" is worth knowing.

"What you used to do, that's what I did. ”

"In the past, in Shanghai Film Studio, Nong couldn't be ------"

"So, what about before?"

"Before that? going to college. ”

"Sister Wu was studying before she worked, and I went to study when I came back. ”

"Studying privately?"

"I don't know, probably not. ”

"Beijing, who is there?"

"Friends. ”

"Girlfriend?"

"Sort of, there are men and women in my friends. ”

"You won't say that Nong doesn't have a girlfriend yet, right?"

"What do you say?"

"Definitely. Nong is afraid of embarrassment, in fact, it is really nothing, it is normal for young people to have it. ”

"Yes, yes!"

"Is there any picking?"

"Of course we made it clear to ourselves. ”

"Don't you know it at home?"

Nodding, Gao Shenghan felt that the other party always asked like this, it was not a matter, "How old are you in love?"

"What does Nong mean by falling in love------"

"Is there any difference in falling in love?"

"Of course, there are thoughts, unrequited loves, interactions, and ------"

"Interactive. ”

"Sophomore. Just twenty years old. ”

"It's your—" Gao Shenghan gestured to the group photo on the wall.

"I didn't know my husband at that time. Shaking her head shyly, Wu Li quickly said with a straight face, "Marriage is the first love, very rare." ”

"Sister Wu, can you ask a more secret question?" Gao Shenghan stopped, looked at Wu Li and suddenly asked.

"Yes. Wu Li met the young man's gaze and said generously. She originally had distracting thoughts, but after the "hand-to-hand encounter" just now, she realized that she was thinking too much.

There is no doubt that the young man is refreshing and refreshing, and he is not that kind of person at all.