If our encounter was a mistake, I'd rather be wrong again and again! ——

In the Wisteria Teahouse, Xue Zui quietly read the lingering and poignant love words in the small script, and the cup of warm tea in his hand was slightly rippling with heat.

She raised her eyes and looked out the window, the rain seemed to be heavier, was she destined to be drenched in soup?

Nasty typhoon!

The man in sunglasses who was separated from the table raised his eyes from the newspaper, looking at the slightly annoyed face but full of stubborn beauty, with a snap of his fingers, the young waitress immediately came to him respectfully, but before she could speak, the sound of the man falling into the well had already reached Xue Zuining's ears.

"Please give the lady at table 3 a rain gear." The man in sunglasses raised his chin proudly at her who raised his head.

The waitress was stunned for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment, "Sir, I'm sorry, but the teahouse doesn't provide you with what you order." ”

"That's right, let's go, but remember to thank your boss and this typhoon on my behalf, otherwise how could I have the opportunity to meet such a beauty." The man in sunglasses raised his glass in the direction of Xue Zuining as he spoke, and his voice was joking, "Don't you celebrate our encounter?" ”

Xue Zuining turned his face in the face of the man's boring accosting, thinking about how to go home.

The man in sunglasses looked at her cold attitude, but he didn't care, but instead rose to the challenge, picked up the mobile phone on the table and dialed a number, hung up the phone after a few words, and looked in her direction with curiosity, is the stormy scenery outside the window really so attractive?

Xue Zuining was still annoyed by the weather that said that wind is rain, but he heard the sound of an old-fashioned gramophone spinning from the originally quiet and elegant teahouse, and soon, the sound of music fluttered out.

Xue Zuining listened to this classic song intoxicated, but he didn't expect that the gramophone at the door of the teahouse was not only not a simple decoration, but a wonderful historical relic, which could take him to appreciate the beauty of the past.

Just as she was quietly enjoying the gift of the goddess of moonlight, Sarah Brightman's singing like a hollow valley came to an abrupt end, and she raised her eyebrows in confusion, only to see the sunglasses man's fingertips raise the rotating pointer and raise his hand at herself.

"It seems that I sincerely invited the beautiful lady to enjoy a song, but it made people even more angry." The man in sunglasses walked up to her and sat down on the booth, "If you can name the song, I'll invite you to listen to it." ”

Xue Zuining smiled faintly, ""ThePhantomoftheOpera, the most classic theme song of "The Phantom of the Opera". ”

The man in sunglasses looked at her elegant gesture of spreading his hands easily, hooked the corners of his lips, and raised his hand to make a gesture to the person at the front desk.

Xue Zuining listened to the tune, which was sometimes agitated and sometimes calm, but perfect to the extreme, rang the bell and called the waiter to let her serve a complete set of tea sets.

The man was curious about her thoughts, but saw that she raised her hand to take out the tea leaves and put them in a clear glass, picked up the small teapot that was kept warm, and poured a quarter of the water into the cup with the "whirlwind pouring water", and after moistening the tea leaves, when the tea leaves emitted a wisp of fragrance, he raised the kettle, let the water pour straight down, and pulled the wrist up and down, repeated three times, the tea leaves flew up and down in the cup, like a dancing butterfly.

Xue Zuining pushed the brewed tea to the person opposite, "My thank you." ”

The man in sunglasses raised his eyes to look at this woman who would rather pour a complicated cup of tea than say a simple thank you to herself, and the hesitant thought in his heart was finally affirmed at this moment, the sunglasses that almost covered most of his face were lazily removed, and the fox eyes narrowed, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Xue Zuining." ”

Xue Zuining stared at the man's face for three minutes before he reacted, and it was not until someone next to him came back to his senses that he was excited from time to time, and his voice was still hesitant, "Are you ...... Aron？ ”

"Isn't it like?" The man's eyes twitched, exactly the same as the actions that could only be seen in entertainment news, "You must be curious about what everything I did before was for, I can only say that before the filming of every drama, I must know whether that woman has the capital to appear on the same screen as me." He shrugged his shoulders in relief and took a shallow sip of the tea in his hand, "Compared to the eight exquisite dolls I've seen before, Miss Xue is really the best!" I wish us a happy cooperation in the next half month! ”

After speaking, he put down the tea in his hand, tilted his head, and his wide sunglasses covered most of his demonic face again, until his figure disappeared completely, and Xue Zuining realized that he was directly promoted to the top position in this way?

While she was still sitting in her seat, she saw a young lady in charge of the reception desk come over and hand her a straight-handled umbrella, and explained with a smile, "This is what Mr. Aron instructed our boss to prepare for you, and he also said that he hopes to have a chance to drink your tea next time." ”

After saying that, he leaned and left.

When Xue Zuining walked out of the teahouse with an umbrella, the wind hit her arm little by little with fragments of rain, and on her cheek, she opened the umbrella, but her hand stretched out the edge of the umbrella, feeling the pleasure of the rain pouring on her skin, this feeling was familiar and unfamiliar.

The cold temperature made her shiver slightly, and when the black leather shoes silently appeared in her lowered gaze, she faintly seemed to smell the smell of alcohol mixed with tobacco on the man's body.

Xue Zuining looked at Lu Huaining, who was almost feeling the warm greeting of the wind and rain, the sleeves of her shirt were rolled up irregularly, the two-way gentleness was insufficient, and there was wanton drunkenness in her more than sharp eagle eyes, she took a step back quietly, her voice did not carry any temperature, "Why are you here?" ”

The street lamps were intertwined with the dense rain, Lu Huaining's ambiguous and calm eyes did not shy away from it at all, her drenched fingertips lifted her chin, and the breath exhaled carried the fragrance of wine, "Come and see you." ”