When Yuan Ziwen came out of Holiday's house, Yan Wei had been waiting downstairs for a long time.

She wore a black evening gown, long enough to drag to the floor. The hem is embellished with fine scales of loose diamonds, which complement the carrtier necklace around the neck, as if it were full of sparkling Milky Way. She curled her long hair up, and a few strands of hair hung loosely down on the sides, and she walked in a hurry.

Yan Wei heard his own heartbeat.

He had seen too many women dressed in gorgeous clothes and looking forward to the brilliance, but there had never been a time when he had felt the existence of the other party so strongly.

"You're beautiful." He opened the car door for her and said with a smile.

Holiday couldn't help but push Yuan Ziwen into his arms, "Of course! I'll personally go out and make sure that Seed Wen is the focus of the audience tonight, and I'll hand her over to you. ”

Yuan Ziwen glanced back at him, and there was always an illusion that an old mother would marry her daughter and entrust her for life.

She got into the car with a strange speech, and Holiday couldn't help but admonish, "Remember what I said to you, after you go on stage, you will treat everyone in the audience as pumpkins!" ”

In this event, Yuan Ziwen, as the planner, needs to speak on behalf of "EVANGEL". She hadn't been on stage in front of so many people in years, and she had practiced the manuscript countless times, speaking over and over again in front of Holiday until he was satisfied.

Yan Mu leaned over to fasten her seat belt, and when she looked up, she suddenly pecked at the corner of her lips, "Don't be nervous, I will always be behind you." ”

His kiss was so natural and smooth that Yuan Ziwen was stunned for a moment. Yan Wei quickly sat up straight and started the car, as if this was just a small action that the two of them were accustomed to.

The space in the carriage is obviously very spacious, but the original seed temperature feels a little stuffy. His breath, the smell of perfume on his body, was vivid and vivid around her. Yuan Ziwen pressed the car window, and the wind immediately poured in, blowing up the broken hair on her forehead with a loud breath.

At the entrance of the venue stood a row of beautiful young girls, dressed in the works of cutting-edge designers, for a preliminary display, and the hot and uninhibited heavy metal punk style could be felt from afar. These greeters are all young college students who were personally recruited by Yuan Ziwen.

This art center is a detached courtyard with a large lawn intertwined with starry lights. The dance floor is close to a fountain, the bronze statue is babbling with a waterfall, and the air is filled with the scent of flowers.

As soon as Yan Strange and Yuan Ziwen walked in, they were surrounded by countless cameras at the door.

He smiled and brought her in, looking to outsiders like a perfect couple. Sure enough, a reporter asked, "Who is this young lady?" ”

Yan Shu replied calmly, "This is Yuan Ziwen, the deputy editor of "evangel", and he is also the person in charge of planning this event. ”

Yuan Ziwen turned his head to look at him, when did he get promoted?

Yan Mu clasped her hand and whispered in her ear, "Now." ”

The celebrities who attended the party were mainly rock musicians, who were on tour on weekdays, but it was difficult to get together, so it was a good opportunity to exchange works with each other, and the scene was very lively.

As soon as Yuan Ziwen turned around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure sitting on the sofa in the distance. He wore a smoky make-up and a black chiffon studded waistcoat, and he raised his champagne glass and smiled at her as he looked at her as he had been ten years earlier.

Kurohiro doesn't look like he's changed at all.

Yuan Zi Wen was stunned suddenly, when the guest attendance list was drawn up before, there was originally a band that invited Hei Xun, but their agency said that there was no schedule to push it off. I didn't expect Hei Xun to come.

There was a tap on the shoulder, and a voice came into my ears, "Cousin! ”

In a scene like this tonight, naturally there are a lot of "R" participation, and the fashion circle is full of that group of people back and forth. Fang Xuan accompanied Ju Yanqian over, and unexpectedly met Luo Qianjun. Luo Qianjun and her colleagues at the newspaper were busy, greeting her and burying their heads in work.

Fang Xuan was wearing a simple black dress, with a Tiffany's crystal brooch pinned to her chest, which made her look crystal clear. "I pale in comparison to you," she said. ”

"Don't coax me with sweet words." The original seed is warm and pretends to be disdainful.

The two looked at each other and laughed as they spoke, and in such a night when the night breeze was drunk and the smell of wine was wanton, all the faces that they knew and did not know were blurred against the background of the sound of dogs and horses. The so-called flowers are brocade, and the fire is cooking oil, when was the original seed temperature still unable to blend into this atmosphere, but now, she has become the focus of everyone.

Yuan Ziwen walked on the stage, and countless snow-white flashing lights reflected her eyes in front of her, as if she was standing on the top of Qionglou Yuyu.

This is her sho, her stage.

Yuan Ziwen gently shook the microphone and puffed up his chest, as if he had turned a new page in his life.

She walked off the stage amid thunderous applause from the audience, and stood not far away. He handed her a glass of red wine, "I didn't notice before, you're pretty sharp-tongued." ”

Many of the lines are improvised, humorous and just right, which makes the guests laugh.

"There's so much you haven't noticed." She reached out and took the wine glass, and raised her eyebrows, as if she was smug and a little coquettish.

Her fingers were white and soft, lined with red wine, as if they would melt at the touch. Without saying a word, he took her hand and walked to the lawn.

It was not until near the fountain that he saluted her very gentlemanly and invited her to do a dance.

Speaking of dancing, it was An Jialu who taught her back then.

When they danced the first dance, the original seed temperature almost didn't step on Anjialu's feet. He frowned with each step she struck, but a gentle smile remained on his lips. Even Luo Qianjun saw it and said: "It's just that fool who spoils you, and you will be so angry that you don't teach others." ”

Melodious and soothing dance music, melancholy sentences, and small pains surging up in the depths of the palms, little by little into the heart. Maybe it was the encounter with Hei Xun, which made Yuan Ziwen can't help but think of Anjia Road.

Her momentary distraction was quickly noticed by Yan Mu, "What are you thinking?" ”

"Seems to be a little drunk."

"Just by me."

They were so close that Yuan Ziwen could even see his reflection in his dark eyes. This man's body temperature and embrace are always so warm and comfortable, as if the sky can fall as if nothing happened.

Yuan Ziwen gently rested his head on his shoulder, closed his eyes slightly, and slowly continued to dance. All around is chattering and laughing, and the water of the fountain is blown away by the wind into cool droplets, which are stained on the bare forearms.

His hands wrapped around her waist tightly, and the scent of her exhalation rubbed his face lightly.

I want to kiss her.

At this moment, Yuan Ziwen suddenly stopped and raised his head. Yan was stunned for a moment, and also looked in the direction of her gaze.

There were two women standing at the table, their voices not high, as if they were arguing. Yuan Ziwen recognized it at a glance, it was Su Lishang and CC.

"I don't seem to know you very well, please get out of the way." Su Lisheng's expression was cold.

At their modeling agency in Beijing back then, CC targeted Su Lisheng, and now she is a first-line model in China, so she wants to see how her old friend is doing now.

cc said: "Li Shang, why are you so cheap? It's not enough to follow one financier to find a second one, why can't Mr. Mo support you? ”

Su Lishang did not follow Mo Lang to the party today, but held the arm of a rich boy. She turned her head a little unnaturally, not wanting to fight with CC anymore. After walking a few steps, he saw Mo Lang and his men appear in front of him.

CC hurriedly went over to greet warmly, Mo Lang smoked a cigar and said with a smile: "Miss CC, don't misunderstand, Li Sheng and I have nothing to do now." A few months ago, I bet on horses with Zhang Gongzi and lost her. But I heard that Zhang Gongzi gave her to Young Master Kang again, and I don't know whose woman she is now. ”

After speaking, she laughed, and stared at Su Lishang meaningfully, and her eyes made her look like a man.

Su Lishang finally saw Mo Lang, hung her head and walked in front of him and whispered. Mo Lang didn't agree, and she said again: "I don't know when I can return to Mr. Mo?" ”

Moran smiled with pity and held out his hand to her. Su Lishang barely squeezed out a smile, and as soon as she put her hand over, Mo Lang took the opportunity to push her hard, almost pushing her down.

The surroundings immediately fell silent, and the guests and reporters on the entire lawn looked over to this side.

"Li Shang, don't be so ugly, okay? Everyone is good to get together and disperse, do you have to tell you in person, I am tired of playing with you before I stop? What kind of character do you think you are, a who can sleep with whoever has money, I let you follow me because I see you pitiful. ”

His words were like a whip stained with □□, and he was drawn on Su Lisheng mercilessly, and her face immediately turned pale. Su Lishang clenched her fists tightly, and her square, shaped, colorful, and colorful eyes almost drowned her head like a tide.

Before Mo Lang could say something, a figure suddenly walked out and pulled Su Lishang behind him.

Yuan Ziwen saw that it was Luo Qianjun.

If there is anyone in this world who wants to □□ Mo Lang on the spot, Luo Qianjun is definitely one of them. He said: "Maurand, have you finished speaking, are you still a man?" ”

Seeing this, the bodyguards around him were about to rush up, but Moran immediately waved his hand to stop him. With so many dignified guests and media present, he didn't want to make headlines in tomorrow's entertainment news because of this little episode.

Mo Lang approached Luo Qianjun and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "I know who you are, Li Sheng beat your children off in order to follow me." Tsk, what? Do you still like her? But it's a pity, this woman only likes money, can you afford to support her? ”

Luo Qianjun didn't have a trace of expression, just stared at Mo Lang with unstoppable eyes. When Yuan Ziwen saw him like this, he knew that he was angry, for fear that he would make some trouble and make Su Lishang even more embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, Luo Qianjun suddenly smiled, he unhurriedly took Su Lisheng's hand in front of everyone and pulled her to his side.

He said: "Of course I like Su Lishang, I have loved this woman for ten years, I don't care what she has done or who she has been with." But whether she likes me or not is her business, and I have no power to interfere, let alone outsiders to worry about it. ”

Luo Qianjun has always been a gambler, and he has put the happiness of his life on Su Lisheng.

She is a proud and wanton heartthrob school flower, he loves it, she is a willing and depraved money worshipper, and he loves it. He couldn't give her the life she wanted, but at least he could pull her where he could see and give her bricks and tiles to shelter her from the wind and rain for a while, and that was enough.

Morang's eyebrows moved, and he smiled coldly, "Neurotic." ”

Mo Qiao, who was standing at the door of the venue, couldn't stand it, she stepped forward and pulled her father's arm, "You go in." ”

Mo Lang glared at Luo Qianjun again, then brushed his sleeves away, and CC also walked away with interest.

The original seed breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, nothing major happened. She suddenly noticed that Yan Mu's expression was like a pot of boiling oil, and if only a little water was splashed, it would explode. She remembered the last time in the Shanghai Hotel, the two met on a narrow road, and they were also in disobedience, I don't know what kind of beam is between them?

Su Lishang broke free of Luo Qianjun's hand and left the venue quickly. Fang Xuan hurriedly ran over and pushed him, "Go and have a look!" The two men followed.

Yan Shu saw that Yuan Ziwen was very worried, so he said: "The activity is almost over, leave the rest to me, you have something to do, you can leave first." ”

As soon as Yuan Ziwen turned around, he told again, "Remember to call me, and I'll pick you up after the event." ”

Such a gentle and patient look, as if the strong hatred he showed for Mo Lang just now, was just an illusion of Yuan Zi Wen. She didn't have time to think about it, nodded and ran away.

Su Lishang was wearing ten-centimeter high heels, and she didn't drive, but walked slowly along the market. The neon lights are shining brightly, and the city is always starless at night, except for a moon that sways among the forest-like skyscrapers.

She remembered those days when she was in the crew, she was busy until the early hours of the morning before she finished work, and the salary she got was not enough to eat two stir-fried dishes. She had come over such difficult and hard days, and she thought that she had finally opened her mind and become smarter. This world is full of unspoken rules, since you can take advantage of the trend and use the natural capital of a woman, why should you live too much?

However, the life under the fence is not easy, since you have entered this circle, you must be prepared to be abandoned. She just felt very tired, especially when she heard Luo Qianjun's words.

Yuan Ziwen and Fang Xuan followed her not far away, while Luo Qianjun walked behind silently. The four of them kept this strange distance until they came to the beach.

On the other side of the sea is the night view of the Bund, where the golden lights outline the towering outline of the building, like a beautifully carved gold leaf painting, depicting a luxurious and prosperous era. The waves crashed against the sand, and the white spray was gilded with a layer of golden, and then cracked on the reef.

Yuan Ziwen's dress and long skirt were blown by the wind, and she thought too much at this moment.

I remember when I was in junior high school, the four of them would come to the beach every summer to set off fireworks, and even if there was a big conflict, there was no problem that fireworks could not solve. After Anjialu left, Yuan Ziwen was glad that he was fortunate that he still had their company, and he would not be alone.

She saw a vendor selling fireworks not far away, so she ran over and handed over a hundred yuan to buy them all.

Fang Xuan immediately understood what she meant when she saw it, "It's been a long time since I set off fireworks!" ”

Yuan Zi Wen asked Luo Qianjun for a lighter, and first a ruby spark sparkled through the night. A dazzling cluster of lone light flew straight into the sky from his hand, and with a "bang" sounded, a huge flower suddenly bloomed in the sky, and fell like broken glass.

Tourists on the beach are quickly attracted and look upward. The fireworks bloom one by one, and the ever-changing lights merge into one, reflecting the entire night sky as if it were day.

Su Lishang stared at the fireworks in the sky in a daze, as if she was back at the age of fifteen, her life was still blank, and her future was full of hope. The hanging arm was suddenly shaken, and she turned her head to see Luo Qianjun's face illuminated by the fireworks, and his smile was also gentle that she hadn't seen for a long time.

"I'll be with you no matter what."

Tears fell suddenly, Su Lishang rarely shed tears, but this time it was really difficult to control herself.

Luo Qianjun reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, as if comforting a homeless child. Yuan Zi Wen and Fang Xuan looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

It is said that fireworks are easy to cold, but it is so beautiful, even if it is just a moment, why not?

It's good that the four of them went around and finally got together again.

Fang Xuan proposed to go to the bar she used to frequent, which had stood for ten years, and now it is even more impressive, and its area is more than twice as large. They ordered a table of drinks and chatted as they sipped.

"What do you say, Yan Mu is also a student of D Middle School?" Raw Seed Wen asked in surprise.

Luo Qianjun said with certainty: "The first time I saw him, I felt familiar, and then I finally remembered who he was. ”

Yuan Ziwen listened to his description, carefully searched for the fifteen-year-old Yan in his mind, and it was not until Luo Qianjun said that "after Fuxiang didn't come to school, he was gone" suddenly realized.

Ah, he's Fuxiang's younger brother.

Ten years, so long and so short, too many people and things have long been lost in a thousand threads. Yuan Ziwen gradually remembered that at the end of that drizzly and misty summer, he put on a red tracksuit and ran another marathon like a fool.

Then she remembered a teenager with white paint still on his face, running with her, watching her choke and taking her into her arms.

It turned out that they had known each other for a long time.

Yuan Ziwen's heart suddenly had mixed feelings, and she hurriedly took a big sip of cold beer. For some reason, she especially wanted to see the stranger now, and she had a lot to ask him.

"I'm going to make a call." As he spoke, Yuan Ziwen got up and walked towards the quieter hallway.

She made a phone call to Yan Mu, but the other party didn't answer.

"Raw seed temperature."

The voice was familiar, a characteristic low, hoarse metallic tone, with an upturned tail that was as elusive as his own.

Yuan Ziwen saw Hei Xun standing in front of him, smiling.

"We were asked out for a drink before the party was over, and we didn't expect to meet here again."

Yuan Ziwen smiled, "Long time no see." ”

"It's been a long time, you're much more beautiful than before."

"Thank you." Yuan Ziwen was a little embarrassed, even after so much time, she still didn't know how to face Hei Xun.

Hei Xun approached her, and looked carefully at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, still adding traces of time, with slight wrinkles. He said, "Can I give you a drink?" ”

"I still have friends there, next time."

Yuan Ziwen was about to leave, but suddenly heard Hei Xun's voice again.

He said, "I want to tell you one thing, it's about the road to settle down. 166 Reading Network