180 If you don't speak, I'll forget
Liang Xia stood on the wide white sand, looking through his dark sunglasses, looking at the young couples playing around him, and secretly scolded himself.
Which tendon did she choose to come to the Maldives? People are in pairs, sweet travel, she is good, standing here alone, how much scenery is too bad.
The warm sea breeze blew her long tropical dress, and her uncoiled hair tickled her face with the wind.
She lifted the hem of her skirt and turned to the chaise longue under the umbrella.
Forget it, if you come here, you will be safe, and it will be a special tour.
She lay comfortably on the bench, picked up the cold juice in her hand, and drank it slowly. The eyes under the sunglasses are slowly closed due to tiredness.
Liang Xia was awakened by the sea breeze, and when she opened her eyes, it was already dark, and there were almost no tourists on the beach except for the staff.
She shuddered, rubbed her arms in the air, slowly got up, and walked quickly back to the hotel where she was staying.
The hotel is built on the seaside, and she deliberately chose a room facing the sea. At night, she can fall asleep to the sound of the waves, and in the morning she is woken up by seabirds flying over the sea, and the large floor-to-ceiling windows allow her to take in the gorgeous scenery of the entire ocean.
Liang Xia returned to the hotel room, took a comfortable hot bath, changed into a simple sports shirt and shorts, and wore long burgundy hair, and went downstairs to enjoy the food.
One person chooses a few special meals and eats them deliciously, if there is no obscurity, it will be an unforgettable dinner.
Liang Xia squinted at the uninvited strange man opposite, and frowned slightly, "Sir, this is my dinner table." ā
"I know." The man leaned lazily back in his chair, raised an eyebrow and smiled.
"I don't know you, please leave."
"Heh......" The man thought it was funny, and his shoulders were shaking with his laughter, as if he had heard a big joke and couldn't laugh without laughing.
Liang Xia calmly looked at the strange man's strange behavior, and did not crouch tighter and tighter. In a trance, she seemed to be able to feel the inexplicable sadness mixed with his laughter.
She shook her head, shook off the clutter in her head, and looked at the man across from her with some annoyance.
"You're really, how forgetful you are." The man stopped laughing, and said something that stinted his teeth.
He slowly took off his wide sunglasses, revealing a handsome young face that seemed a little familiar.
For a moment when Liang Xia was stunned, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "I really don't know each other?" We used to be classmates. ā
A handsome face flashed quickly in Liang Xia's mind, she blinked her eyes a few times, and suddenly exclaimed, "It's you!" ā
"Yo, I remember." Song Jiazhuo chuckled, his dark eyes lit up.
"Why are you here?"
"You can come on vacation, why can't I come? It's not your house. Beauty, let me sit down and have a meal this time. ā
Song Jiazhuo didn't wait for her to agree, and cheekily recruited the waiter to fill a pair of chopsticks for herself.
Liang Xia looked at the man in front of him who was eating with relish, with black lines on his face, he really didn't regard himself as an outsider.
After eating and drinking, Song Jiazhuo swiped his card and paid the bill, and Liang Xia was not hypocritical with him.
"Do you want to go yo-yo, digest and digest, I've just eaten a lot." Walking out of the hotel, Song Jiazhuo stroked his flat stomach and built a yƬ road.
Liang Xia wanted to refuse, but thinking that he was alone in the hotel again, he nodded without hesitation.
The two stepped on the smooth planks and came to the beach for a walk during the day.
Neither of them spoke, quietly enjoying the peace of the night.
"How have you been doing for the past six years?" After all, he was unwilling to continue to be silent like this, and Song Jiazhuo took the lead to break the silence.
"Pretty good, how about you?"
"That's it, it's not good or bad, by the way, what about your boyfriend, are you married?"
Liang Xia looked up at him suddenly, his eyes hidden in the dark night were deep and distant.
"We broke up six years ago...... "Liang Xia didn't want to reminisce too much, after all, six years ago was not a good memory for her.
An imperceptible light flashed in Song Jiazhuo's eyes, and he smiled, "Seeing that your relationship was so good back then, I thought you were married, and the children might all be soy sauce." ā
Hearing the word "child", Liang Xia felt a pain in her heart, she clenched her arms and missed his sight as if she was running away, "It's late, I should go back." ā
Song Jiazhuo looked deeply at the slender figure walking in front, and the hands on both sides tightened.
He silently followed her until he walked into the hotel and into the elevator.
"Why do you keep following me?" Liang Xia frowned and looked at him.
"Go back to your room." Song Jiazhuo smiled ruffianly.
"You're on the same floor as me?" Liang Xia looked at the numbers lit up on the elevator and asked in surprise.
Song Jiazhuo poked her in the head, in exchange for her fierce glare, "I can see now that there are really stupid ones." ā
Liang Xia unceremoniously slapped his hand away, glanced at him, and turned his face away.
"You don't think I've been following you, are you?"
was poked in the center, and a trace of chagrin flashed on Liang Xia's white face.
Song Jiazhuo smiled and looked at her with a deeper gaze.
The moment the elevator stopped and the door opened, he blocked her way and looked at her with burning eyes, "What if I said I could come to you?" ā
Liang Xia was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly reacted, unceremoniously pushed him away, walked out of the elevator, and left a sentence indifferently, "Lin Sen, this kind of joke is not funny." With that, he walked back to his room, swiped his card, opened the door, and walked in.
Song Jiazhuo leaned against the wall of the elevator entrance, laughed self-deprecatingly, took out a cigarette and lit it, his dark eyes were hidden in the hazy smoke, and he couldn't see the love inside.
"What, I hit a wall, and I'm going to give up like this?" A white figure flashed in the corner, looking at him mockingly.
"Why are you here?"
"She can come, you can come, why can't I come?" Jiang Jiajia straightened her delicate hairstyle and stared at the man in front of her.
"Heh, I came with him, he moved faster than expected."
Hearing this, Jiang Jiajia's beautiful smile froze on her face, she gritted her teeth, and turned away resentfully.
"Take care of your man!" Gently exhaling a puff of cigarette, Song Jiazhuo snuffed out the cigarette butt.
Jiang Jiajia paused, "You too, optimistic about your own woman!" ā
Late at night, in the presidential suite of the hotel, the man stood tall in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, squinting at the dark sea field.
His slender and beautiful fingers slowly rubbed the goblet in his hand, and the burgundy liquid shook gently in it.
The wine glass was placed on the cold lips, and the head was tilted slightly, and the mouth entered.
Early the next morning, Liang Xia slept until almost noon before getting up from the bed. She stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, looked at herself with messy hair, turned on the cold water and rinsed her face, and sobered up a little.
After washing, she changed into a white camisole, linen-colored wide-legged trousers, and walked out of the room with a haha, her stomach had already sung about the empty city, and she didn't want to order food, so she went directly to the hotel restaurant.
Walked into the elevator and pressed the number, the elevator door slowly closed, and suddenly was blocked back by a big hand that suddenly reached in.
Liang Xia was so shocked that he looked at the man who couldn't appear here, and when he touched the man's cold gaze, his brain had a short circuit for a moment.
But when she saw the woman following behind him, she instantly came to her senses, and consciously stepped back to make room for the two of them.
The man's gaze only glanced at her faintly, and then he looked away from her. I don't know if it's her delusion, she thinks that his eyes are a little hot in it.
Liang Xia shook his head fiercely, almost scolded himself to death.
Jiang Jiajia, who followed closely, didn't seem to see her shrinking in the corner, and as soon as she entered the elevator, she snuggled up to the man and said quietly.
It was supposed to be a few minutes of elevator, but Liang Xia felt that it seemed to be half a century long, and she finally saw that the elevator stopped, and she was also relieved.
The elevator door opened, Jiang Jiajia took the lead in stepping out, and Shen Xiliang's tall figure stopped at the elevator entrance, not moving at all.
Liang Xia was still struggling with why he didn't go out, and soon, he did something that made people even more angry.
He suddenly closed the elevator and pressed the ascend button, and the elevator went up again.
Liang Xia was angry, "What are you doing, didn't you see that there was another person in the elevator?" ā
Shen Xiliang turned around and looked at her faintly, "Oh, yes, I forgot if you didn't speak." ā
Liang Xia gasped, his chest continued to rise and fall, and this beautiful scene was reflected in the eyes of the man in front of him, and his deep sea-like eyes became deeper and deeper.
Liang Xia turned her face away, didn't look at his angry face, and stood aside with her arms crossed, her gesture was really good to set off the fullness of her chest more round and full, and the close-fitting camisole had faintly appeared two deep ravines and a large area of snow white, and she herself was too angry, and she simply neglected that she was leaking out of spring at this moment.
Shen Xi's cool black pupils shrank, swallowed his saliva, and forced himself to suppress the restlessness in his lower abdomen, preferring to suffer from the grinding torture to appreciate the beautiful scene at this moment.
The "ding" elevator opened again, and several couples walked in one after another, the men held the beauty in their arms, and their eyes were unconsciously attracted by Liang Xia who was shrunk in the corner, and when they were about to look over, they were blocked by a tall barrier, and there was almost no gap.
Liang Xia was squeezed into a narrow corner by a tall back, and the softness of her chest was tightly pressed against the man's broad back, and she realized what was going on.
She angrily stretched out her arms to block his back, but the wall didn't move at all, clinging to her softness, making it difficult for her to breathe.
"Shen Xiliang, get out of the way!" Liang Xia angrily waved his little hand and beat his back, like a mayfly shaking a tree, ridiculous.