Chapter 6 The Fragrance of Flowers Fills the Stream Chapter 63 An Unexpected Kiss
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I made up my mind to meet Bian Yueru, I can say that I made a lot of determination. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ Info doesn't hate her much, but he definitely doesn't have any hope.
If it weren't for her deliberate behavior, I wouldn't have been so passive in what I said.
With the foundation of innate exercises, I am not so naΓ―ve that I have no scheming, and I feel that Zheng Tingzhou's credibility cannot be compared with Yun Xi in any way.
Having dealt with various types of businessmen for so long, I still have a little bit of an eye when it comes to the distribution of the company's equity.
Together with Cao Yu, Yuping, Yongqing and her shares, I have a leading position in the company.
Although there was foreign money involved, it turned out that Zheng was the one who was involved, but the problem was with her, the person I also trusted.
The bar was familiar and had been with her more than once. That is, I met Yi Xueqian and Jiang Tingting wandering around.
Push the door in, and a wave of heat rushes in your face, the same feeling, a sign of urban nightlife.
Bian Yueru sat in front of the small fence near the bar, in the deepest corner. In front of her was a cocktail of strange colors, and she had always loved to drink high alcohol.
I walked over slowly, her eyes fixed on the contents of the cup, and she didn't realize it.
Two drunken young men staggered over with cups and accosted them, and she muttered and waved them away, like chasing away pesky flies.
Because it was still far away, I couldn't hear what she said.
I didn't say hello, asked for a beer, sat down in front of the small wall not far from her, and silently took a few sips.
found a single male surname, dressed in a flamboyant beer girl quietly approached: "Little handsome guy, it's so boring to drink alone, is it okay for my sister to accompany you?" β
I waved my hand, too lazy to say anything.
"Oh, such a beautiful night, don't be so rejecting people thousands of miles away, why do you have to know each other when you meet, it's fate to be able to sit together."
I turned my face away from her.
"Little handsome guy, are you out of love?" She took the initiative to put her hand on my shoulder, and said in a greasy voice, "Where in the world is there no grass, life is too short, you have to be happy in time, how can you lose the whole forest for a tree?" β
I glanced up, this woman was not evil, and frowned: "Listening to you, you must have a good education, don't you feel wasted to do this business?" β
As soon as she heard that my tone was not good, the beer girl snorted in her nose and walked away.
My voice was quite loud, and Bian Yueru looked up. Grinning, in the dimly lit, there is a feeling that is not very real.
She boasted that drinking wine was like plain water, and when she reached this state, she didn't know how much she drank.
I glanced at her, but still didn't speak, bowed my head and tasted the wine in my glass alone.
"Chengcheng, I didn't expect you to still have this temper, and it's not easy for people to mix here." Bian Yueru didn't see anything outside, and sat over with a cup.
Her body was already shaking a little, and she didn't notice that the wine in the glass was spilled, and her arm was directly put up.
"Why should you be a thief?" There was a very popular song playing on the stereo, and I couldn't help but read one of the lyrics again.
"What did you say?" It was too noisy inside, my voice was not loud, Bian Yueru didn't hear it clearly, and her face leaned over.
I couldn't help but look at that face: thin eyebrows, shallow golden-pink eyeshadow, a slightly wide mouth, blue-purple lipstick, and a faint blush on the cheeks.
Bian Yueru is still as delicate as ever, at close range, no matter how good the grooming is, she can't hide the bags under her eyes, and the redness brought by alcohol still can't stop the tiredness and haggardness.
She may not have an easy life, even if she is a thief, she is worried all the time, this woman, will her heart blame herself?
Bian Yueru is dressed very casually today, with only a pink T-shirt on her upper body and a pair of white jeans underneath. There was a black coat on the spot where she had just sat and I was familiar with it.
Squeezed to sit on the stage, with turbulent waves in her chest, with a strong visual shock, she is indeed a woman who is ripe and about to drip.
I suddenly felt sad and recklessly asked, "Are you doing?" β
"Well, it's so good, it's never been so good." Her answer was crisp, almost without thinking.
His gaze sank and he didn't look at me, as if all his feelings were condensed in the cup.
"That's good." I replied, looking back at the dance floor, too lazy to say anything more.
"Okay, okay......" Bian Yueru muttered.
Hearing her unusual voice, I couldn't help but turn my head to look, only to see a tear fall from her eye, drawing a faint mark on her cheek, and accidentally falling back into the cup in front of me.
She raised her head and drank half a cup in one gulp, snapping her fingers, her expression was intoxicated and painful, as if the ups and downs of life were in it.
She didn't even look at me again: "One more drink." β
Both of them silently didn't speak again, and after a while, Bian Yueru poured another glass of wine into her stomach.
When she snapped her fingers again, her eyes were already a little messy, and I couldn't help but say, "Sister Yueru, don't drink anymore." β
Her eyes lit up: "Chengcheng, are you still willing to call me sister?" β
I knew I was speechless, and I twisted my head to the side, pretending not to hear her.
Bian Yueru sighed faintly, her face turned pale in an instant, and she picked up the empty wine glass to cover it up. I happened to see the tiny details, and suddenly I realized: how I feel, maybe she still cares.
Moved the stool closer to her, no matter what, she could not be allowed to spoil her body like this. After a moment's pause, I hesitated to pat her hand on the table, "You-don't drink like this." β
"You have to take care of it!" She jerked her hand back, reacting violently. When the waiter came, she waved his hand and coaxed him away.
At this moment, the agitated music sounded, and it was the most frenzied moment in the bar. No matter what kind of emotions you bring with you, you will completely vent at this time, turning into a dance step without rules and thoughts.
She smiled at me suddenly, "Come, can you dance a tune with me?" β
There was a hint of expectation in Bian Yueru's eyes, but I shook my head fiercely: "No, I'm not interested in this." β
Her expression darkened, she no longer persuaded her, shook her head and walked to the dance floor: "That's better, my bag is here, look at it for me." β
All the lights went out and were replaced by flashing lights. Whether it's people, or anything else, it's all flickering.
Whether you've been a dancer or set foot in this type of venue for the first time, whether you're a billionaire or you've spent the last chunk of the ocean on a drunken ...... In this darkness, the devil and the angels are all equal.
As the music became more and more intense, even the waiters serving the wine seemed to be integrated into the music. I sat alone and became an orphaned spectator.
For everyone, a brief walk through this world is a spectator, and at the same time a performer in the eyes of others. And in this atmosphere, the sober are shameful.
The magic of the innate exercises allowed me to clearly see everyone's performance in the dark, whether they were dashing or clumsy. When everyone is drunk, it all seems to have nothing to do with me, and it is the most painful.
The dance floor is a great place to forget all your worries for a while, and it's the perfect place to go if I have a problem that I can't get rid of that day.
Bian Yueru's pink T-shirt became clearer and clearer, and I was able to appreciate her craziest side. From time to time, she wandered around the crowd, as if she were an elf from the sky, the master of this stage.
She's dancing beautifully! I was shocked like never before.
She is catharsis to the fullest, using her body language to tell all the audience that this is Bian Yueru, a real woman, a painful woman, a woman who is nowhere to be found.
Is it that I don't understand her? Are the wrongs she has committed forgivable? No one told me the answer.
The deafening music loudly declares that there is no right and wrong in the silent world, only participation and indifference.
Bian Yueru's body moved a lot, and it was visible in the light, and it always captured my sight.
Two shirtless youths began to circle around her incessantly, and their bodies kept rubbing against her.
This world does not belong to the awake, I subconsciously closed my eyes.
When she opened it again, the two were still entangled with her, and Bian Yueru seemed to have fallen into a realm of selflessness, unaware of the touch of the two.
One of them shamelessly reached out to her plump buttocks, and she still didn't react, shaking her head vigorously.
The other was even more excessive, leaning closer to her, rubbing against her jumping chest from time to time.
I suddenly felt a little unhappy. Although this woman has nothing to do with me, and even said that there is a holiday, somehow, I just don't want to see her being violated like this.
When a dirty hand crept into her plump breasts, I couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as the cup in his hand was thrown, he quickly broke into the crazy flow of people.
In such a crowd, I effortlessly approached Bian Yueru and managed to drag her out of the "clutches".
"Who are you and what are you going to do?" She struggled to break free of my big hand.
"Bian Yueru, you've drunk too much."
Hearing that it was me, she fell silent and froze, frozen in that position.
The two boys who lost their prey were very angry, and they dragged and searched in the crowd for a long time, and when the lights were on, they came to me and Bian Yueru: "Boy, what are you doing!"
I didn't bother to pay attention to these two guys, so I leaned into her ear and whispered, "Go down and rest for a while." β
Bian Yueru's face was oozing with sweat, but she didn't say anything, let me hold my hand and walk outside.
Two young people squeezed me in the middle of the crowd: "Stinky boy, the trick is bright, you are here to have fun, what are you fooling around?" Stir up the interest of the gentlemen. β
I smiled coldly when I heard this, and pushed it aside with my hand: "Get out of the way." β
The two guys are also used to running amok, not retreating but advancing: "This girl is delicious enough, we have taken a fancy to it, you don't know whether to live or die." β
At the same time, he laughed "hehe" with bad intentions.
"Don't know whether to live or die?" I laughed in my heart: Hmph, I don't know who doesn't know who doesn't know whether to live or die.
I don't care about this kind of small role, and I don't bother to talk nonsense, I raise my feet in the dark, and quickly point a knee under each of the two of them. only listened to two muffled "hums", and didn't even have a chance to resist, so they all squatted down holding their lower abdomen.
In the noisy crowd, no one noticed anything unusual, and the two boys disappeared from front of them silently, probably not daring to do any more tricks.
(To be continued)